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belly - money on the table lyrics

[intro]
nearly half the record amount of cocaine seized last year came in one operation
[?] in november
eight hundred kilograms of cocaine were discovered, and six people charged

[verse: belly]
i play to win, my old foes tryna make amends (who?)
just ’cause we got the same enemies, that don’t make us friends
nothing’s making sense, i’m watching angel said
i’m seeing demons repent, for now i play the fence
when i got nothing left to give, that’s when they take offense
life through these black shaded tints, maybach mercedes benz
they came and went like pretend friends and the latest trends
underdog, f+ck an under[?], i’m the main event
my body covered in tattoos and battle scars
made it through the dark, i guess the sky was out of stars
late nights, so high
we don’t say hi, we say safe flight
my energy big, i feel like frank white
money on the table like the poker stars
i send your b+tch to vegas where they overcharge
in the kitchen whippin’ cola now (griselda)
smoke so much, it’s f+ckin’ up my [?] now

[verse 2: benny the butcher]
i got two b+tches, one a ratchet, and one my wife
one, i c+ck before bed, the other, i kiss goodnight
i know money made y’all soft
not us, i’m still hungry
y’all make enough just to pay bills monthly, and feel comfy
any b+tch i bought a bag for, trust me, she carry [?]
i used to rarely play, now everyday, it’s [?]
i stood on this very late, i was trappin’, but barely ate
now i got water in my jewelry case, like eerie lake
yeah
you know it’s money on the table like the poker stars, n+gga (like the poker stars)
and i can make you famous when the coke dissolve
it’s hard to trust n+ggas, they only begin off [?]
so the best advice somebody could give you is get a lawyer, motherf+cker
[outro: belly]
too much stress, i was playing chess with the reaper
million dollar man, puttin’ rappers in a sleeper
i mean, this sh+t is crazy, they say i’m actin’ different lately
fools gold, i swear to god this sh+t fugazi
in the kitchen, chicken’s on me, whippin’ gravy
and life’s a b+tch, but baby that’s the b+tch that raised me
life’s a b+tch, but baby that’s the b+tch that raised me
life’s a b+tch, but baby that’s the b+tch that raised me

- belly lyrics

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