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Too Much Money*
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Lil Tjay
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When I step on the scene, I'm icy (Icy) Lil' n***as want be just like me (Tryna be just like me) Every b*t*h wanna be called wifey (Called wife) And I jump out on sh*t, this sh*t pricey N***as shout out my name How you shout out my name, I just thought you was gang I ain't switchin' for fame I remember them nights, we was putting in pain Talk hot but you walk right by me Now my soul is extinct, come try me B*t*h had to lie me, had to do a grimy Run up on me, n***a that's a body Headshot, ain't no shame at all Murder, we ain't playin' at all I done lost so much, I ain't given up First move and game can't to be stop Double cup, bubble up, shawty gotta bubble b*** 'Bout two, three, lines when I'm pouring up Fake sh*t, fake love, I ain't with the other stuff White ranches in my b***ercup Kid's like: "I won't grind witchu" I don't waste my time witchu Four-door big, can't hide no more Pickin' and gonna my mom show I got to get to this green bag Just taking from n***a in a ski-mask Run up on me i'm knocking your spleen back And I mean that, and I mean that (my way) N***as try copy my drip, no way Headshots, swear I won't miss, blow 'em dead Thirty clips and this b*t*h gon' spray Me and my n***as don't play, no, no, no, no Too much guap, got too much green Boutta go take a vaycay Buggatti, uh, Lamb' truck On the freeway, I switch lanes Rock this Gucci on my collar Overseas, I'm out in Spain Came from Drivin' down in Paris Now I'm ridin' in the railway I came a long way I was playin' with them counterfeits In and out of stores, hit the ivy He like "What is that?" I ain't had nowhere to go I applied, no sustains and sh*t All of my n***as on go Get Milwaukee, drive us through your shred Ridin' 'round 'round the city, in this brand new whip Rollin' through my city and that Wraith, I see the stars I got way too much money, don't know what to spend it on If we ain't gettin' no money, n***a, we can't get along Smoke dope, now my mind too gone I got way too much money that n***as try to run up on me, I'ma make one call Ten-toes n***a, gotta stay strong Yeah, don't y'all groan, I'll leave you on the backsheet, gone Now I got big racks in my pocket, sh*t's goin' on When I step on the scene, I'm icy (Icy) Lil' n***as want be just like me (Tryna be just like me) Every b*t*h wanna be called wifey (Called wife) And I jump out on sh*t, this sh*t pricey N***as shout out my name How you shout out my name, I just thought you was gang I ain't switchin' for fame I remember them nights, we was putting in pain Talk hot but you walk right by me Now my soul is extinct, come try me B*t*h had to lie me, had to do a grimy Run up on me, n***a that's a body Headshot, ain't no shame at all Murder, we ain't playin' at all I done lost so much, I ain't given up First move and game can't to be stop
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