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Paroles : Shinin’ Thru Ur Best Side
I be ballin, money ain't a thing
Thru your best side, check out the stangs
I'm makin' money, know what I'm talkin' bout?
Last week I did a double cashout
I'm getting so much money, that it's causing confusion
Haters jealous of my swag, and they cash is illusions
Snitch cliques are jealous, cause of all my bread
Word on the street they want a price on my head
Catch me sellin' word, in the back of a dim street
Same street, catch me in the back with some new meat
Money's what I know now, money's all I see
If they would have offered me some, I woulda took the plea
I stole the hustles, and yea I had to do the time
I thought about the consequence before I did the crime
Snitch trick cliques ready, and hit me up
And now I got the attitude that I don't give f**k
I did my beater and now I'm out the penitentiary
And you can find me on your best side cause (?)
I be ballin, money ain't a thing
Thru your best side, check out the stangs
Cocaine game got crazy
But I had hit another stang, cause the caine made me
So now, you can find me on your best side
Servin up your hood, while rollin' in a new ride
And now it's haters, (?)
And now it's haters, waiting for my death bed
And yet these rats always lookin
Simpleton ass n***as wanna get you for the cookin'
But they won't put me in no ghetto
No matter how much money, it won't get me to settle
Now, get this cocaine movin'
I move the caine, while the other dealers losin'
Haters, jealous of a dope boy
I'm movin caine so clean, that my name should be coke boy
I'll sell ya powder, and I'll sell ya rocks
I'll be your (?)
I be ballin, money ain't a thing
Thru your best side, check out the stangs
Thru your best side, check out the stangs
I'm makin' money, know what I'm talkin' bout?
Last week I did a double cashout
I'm getting so much money, that it's causing confusion
Haters jealous of my swag, and they cash is illusions
Snitch cliques are jealous, cause of all my bread
Word on the street they want a price on my head
Catch me sellin' word, in the back of a dim street
Same street, catch me in the back with some new meat
Money's what I know now, money's all I see
If they would have offered me some, I woulda took the plea
I stole the hustles, and yea I had to do the time
I thought about the consequence before I did the crime
Snitch trick cliques ready, and hit me up
And now I got the attitude that I don't give f**k
I did my beater and now I'm out the penitentiary
And you can find me on your best side cause (?)
I be ballin, money ain't a thing
Thru your best side, check out the stangs
Cocaine game got crazy
But I had hit another stang, cause the caine made me
So now, you can find me on your best side
Servin up your hood, while rollin' in a new ride
And now it's haters, (?)
And now it's haters, waiting for my death bed
And yet these rats always lookin
Simpleton ass n***as wanna get you for the cookin'
But they won't put me in no ghetto
No matter how much money, it won't get me to settle
Now, get this cocaine movin'
I move the caine, while the other dealers losin'
Haters, jealous of a dope boy
I'm movin caine so clean, that my name should be coke boy
I'll sell ya powder, and I'll sell ya rocks
I'll be your (?)
I be ballin, money ain't a thing
Thru your best side, check out the stangs
