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Can't get no money, better make some (Lonely) I miss all the money I spent Yeah, yeah, yeah But I love all the money I made I miss all the money I spent Lonely (Thanks, 4ME) Murder Yes, I miss all the money I spent (All the money I spent) But I love all the money I make (All the money I make) Yeah, these blue hundreds melancholy color red I don't know what it was, money called my name I'm in love with the drugs, lost in outer space I don't know what it was, see I just caught it, period Yes, I'm fly like a dove, surrounded by these angels When you get high like this you see different angles I can't cap, I think I'm addicted to this Maison And the way I'm living, man, this sh*t so amazing Just run it up, n***a, go and get some paper We breakin' down molly, told this b*t*h to take some Different color money somethin' like lasers I won't go for nothing, dare a n***a take something Yes, I see the blood, n***a, red room You can't get no money, better make some And I got this far 'cause I keep it real Know it get hard when you deep in the field, dawg I can't sip that sh*t 'cause it's not sealed, dawg Got the racks like a plug, I get money for real now (Yeah, for real) Hold up, dawg, let's keep it real now Until I touch an M I'ma feel like I'm still down No, I can't cap, it's some days where I still frown And I be geeking, man, I just need to chill out Drip designer, wipe me down Lil' b*t*h, I get fly like a bug in the house This b*t*h tripping, damn, this b*t*h buggin' out When I'm getting money, let 'em work it out Real big dawg, n***a, not a clown Real big boss, n***a, you can't come around Can't take a loss, n***a, you can't come around If you can't pay the cost, n***a, get the f**k from 'round me (Yeah, okay) And that's just what it is How come I’m 18 with so many kids? I spend money, make money, that's how I live Damn, I'm moving so fast, man, I can't get a grip And you know that I'm loving my Brims, yeah And I also got love for my Crip n***as, yeah Try this sh*t, you will get dipped, n***a, yeah Try and get burnt to a crisp, n***a, on God (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Yes, I miss all the money I spent (All the money I spent) But I love all the money I make (All the money I make) Yeah, these blue hundreds melancholy color red I don't know what it was, money called my name I'm in love with the drugs, lost in outer space I don't know what it was, see I just caught it, period Yes, I'm fly like a dove, surrounded by these angels When you get high like this you see different angles I can't cap, I think I'm addicted to this Maison And the way I'm living, man, this sh*t so amazing Just run it up, n***a, go and get some paper We breakin' down molly, told this b*t*h to take some Different color money somethin' like lasers I won't go for nothing, dare a n***a take something Yes, I see the blood, n***a, red room You can't get no money, better make some Murder Yeah, yeah, yeah (I don't know what it was) (Yes, I see the blood, n***a, red room) (Can't get no money, better take some) (I'm in love with the drugs)
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