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cali-ber tha grime - red dollars lyrics

i’ve been living life trying to forget it all
numb my pain stacking up adderall
but i still feel the same though
just without the pain hoe
life stops but it don’t mean we gon change though

i don’t know what dreams mean
all my dreams failed by the age of thirteen
you think that i’m winning, they gon move on to the next thing
and that means
i’m worth nothing

i see you’ve had a hard time trusting
demons tryna close your eyes, keep running
triple six money
yeah you know i f+ck with that uh
all you n+ggas ain’t funny
you should try to get the bag
why you always chasing, tryna hate on a young n+gga wave
let that p+ssy ass n+gga catch a fade
only young n+ggas flexing on this wave
she sold her soul for some money
and then she went and lost it all
grime
hold wait a minute
this life short or quick or something n+ggas be trippin
i got no regrets
i still got life
red money new sh+t talk bout price
all that time we was looking at money and looking at n+ggas who got all the money
got all the power and all that sh+t
going in circles for all that sh+t
big brains, peak of the day
when i walk in they like speak of the devil
son of the dead like that sh+t be impressive
all black interest pushing it up

get me another one
i wanna get me another one
i wanna hit me a jackpot
for the most part that’s a close call
for the best part i be d+mn rich
but i’m so scared
and it’s not new
for the whole time it was all news
well it’s still a lie but it’s not true
d+mn

we are not one in the same
just cover your face in shame but
i don’t do any of that all of these n+ggas be hitting me back
hm
i don’t want any of that most of the money ain’t takin it back
red dollars in this b+tch
about to take they d+mn soul bruh
they in love with the money and they be crazy for that sh+t
they gone put your ass to sleep if you don’t give em all your sh+t
it’s a sad life slaves to material and sh+t
it’s a hard time and we still be living in this b+tch
i see you’ve had a hard time trusting
demons tryna close your eyes, keep running
triple six money
yeah you know i f+ck with that uh
all you n+ggas ain’t funny
you should try to get the bag
why you always chasing, tryna hate on a young n+gga wave
let that p+ssy ass n+gga catch a fade
only young n+ggas flexing on this wave
she sold her soul for some money
and then she went and lost it all

- cali ber tha grime lyrics

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