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birdman - money and the power lyrics

[verse 1: birdman]
[?] where they sparking
don’t blame me n+gga, just blame it on my pa’
don’t blame him n+gga, just blame it on my brother
they blame me, n+gga but i’m a born hustler
red bandana fitted low with a gun
26 28’s riding with the drums
gave myself one, so i lay myself one
don’t blame me, b+tch i did it for my son
[?] streets
still a fly n+gga, that’s the way it’s gon be
purp in my city, and we swerving in the bentley
b+tches all over, cause they know a n+gga get it
overseas [?]
hundred on a chain, that’s the way a n+gga rock
i guess they hustles went sour
but i don’t give a f+ck, cause i got money and the power

[chorus: gucci mane & birdman]
money and the power, money and the power
you know i’m going back, i got money and the power
money and the power, money and the power
b+tches all over, cause the money and the power

[verse 2: bun b]
[?] rolled up grew up to be a full time g
going up from the yard, that was the only way to be
the life of a gangsta was the only one i know
i was born as a hustler, had to get it from the dope
[?]
we jumped off in the game like a pool and got wet
on the shallo water, n+gga we was in the deep
i’m dressed in all black in the lot and we creep
[?]
[?] now we eating everything like some goddam goats
[?] now a n+gga’s got clout
when cash coming in, the work going out
they all see me do it, but they don’t know how
a n+gga ended up with all the money and the power
come on
[chorus: gucci mane & birdman]
money and the power, money and the power
you know i’m going back, i got money and the power
money and the power, money and the power
b+tches all over, cause the money and the power

[verse 3: birdman]
broly grew up to be the hardest motherf+cker
don’t blame me, n+gga my hood took me under
feds on my block, in the rain and the thunder
block been hot from the winter to the summer
money and the guns, and the money and the power
and n+gga we stuntin, sleeping on a million dollars
tax in the head, k where i stay
birds round my broad, and we count everyday
g4 flying, backseat riding
curtains on the maybach, n+gga riding 25
a hundred g’s a motherf+cking hour
and i ain’t even trippin’ with this money and the power

- birdman lyrics

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