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dion jetson - old franklins lyrics

[intro]
man, i can’t believe this
they was gonnna burn all this sh-t
all this sh-t
and a n-gga can’t even find a job
well, thats uncle same for you baby
money to burn

[hook: dion jetson]
trying to get them old franklins
money that we making
got me walking round like my sh-t ain’t even stanking
i ain’t spending sh-t i’m banking
i put that on my ranking
100 in the safe and i still ain’t changing

[verse 1: dion jetson]
one of my cousins caught a case
my other cuzo caught a case
can’t afford the lawyer fees they repped by the state
i gotta get this m-th-f-cking money i can’t wait
cause they too skinny for the county
he can’t make it in the state
you make it rain i feel like you dissing me
the chase for the bread is tempting me
to crossover like a young ai
tryna light my neck up fourth of july
i need pounds, dollars, euro and yen
i had it all once trying get it again
do it all to save my country cousins and kin
don’t be surprised if you see me pimpin my pen

[hook]

[verse 2: yo-dot]
ok, ok, ok, ok
i search and roam
stack it ’til i own it ain’t no purchase loan
old franklin banking ’til i check out of that nursing home
working log
trying to fill the safe up with them vintage bands
ain’t no hustle benefits, retirements or pension plans
where it’s at
n-ggas need it, got it, we got mouths to feed
time is money, if you know it you won’t let an hour freeze
swisher blunts a pearling, focus on the world’ing
n-ggas ain’t invited to this game donald sterling
old franks, yeah i need that bruh
’til a n-gga get a hundred g’s stacked up
then i flip that there to a mill
go on do the math when the cheese stack up
being broke forbid me, enter to the big leagues
saving up and cashing out on miller park and wrigley

[hook]

[verse 3: seven1]
mama gave me ten
turned ten to twenty
twenty to a hundred
gave my mama fifty
if i ever get jammed og come to get me
cause i never played her raw on my daughter f-ck with me
same n-gga from the east side, airmax, levi
chilling with yo’ feline, macaulay meet the bee hive
i’m all about a dollar
benji by the neck and mr. grant by the collar
man i choke the h-ll out the hustle baby, sweet sadie
seven1 the army, too wavy for the navy
it’s f-ck you, pay me, like volume 1
i’m from the m-th-f-cking city where they value none

[hook]

- dion jetson lyrics

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