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alley boy - money counter lyrics

[intro: young scooter]
yeah, n+gga
count up, count up, count up
it’s all the f+ck i know
count on every beat i get on, n+gga

[chorus: young scooter]
that the sound of the money counter
that just count my dirty dollars
the franklins, count my own hundreds
’cause i had a lotta money problems
that the sound of the money counter
that just count my dirty dollars
the franklins, count my own hundreds
’cause i had a lotta money problems

[verse 1: alley boy]
came up from stealing cars and riding foreign whips
a whole lotta bricks, packs coming off the ship
too many money problems, dope fiends, cutthroats
raiser blades, small scale, mama smoking dope
i’m seeing dollar signs, focus on the bigger picture
my money counter ovеrworked, from the profit, n+gga
[?] to the hеad
i paid attention to mistakes, og’s in the feds
money problems [?] i just blowed through my stash
new whip no tag, hundred thou for the jag
old faces count the new twentys, counting the fiftys
i keep a bankroll on me, til the feds come get me
[chorus: young scooter]
that the sound of the money counter
that just count my dirty dollars
the franklins, count my own hundreds
’cause i had a lotta money problems
that the sound of the money counter
that just count my dirty dollars
the franklins, count my own hundreds
’cause i had a lotta money problems

[verse 2: alley boy]
cutthroat [?] playing it raw
everyday laugh it off, taking over [?]
[?] new face, the new king of this sh+t
came up from dimes, ended up with bricks
old faces count the new face
old b+tches turned to new b+tches
fake n+ggas turned to new snitches
friend or fo, you never know, my n+gga
[?] trained to go, my n+gga
a hundred bands on my arm, but i ain’t rocking a charm
i made a vow when i was young, i’m a ball til they come
enomies hating, godd+mn t they [?]
but i’m a count until my hand hurt
got this money coming [?]
[chorus: young scooter]
that the sound of the money counter
that just count my dirty dollars
the franklins, count my own hundreds
’cause i had a lotta money problems
that the sound of the money counter
that just count my dirty dollars
the franklins, count my own hundreds
’cause i had a lotta money problems

- alley boy lyrics

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