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gfd jody - chasin this money lyrics

you claim you my bro but you acting distant
i gotta plan man i gotta mission
ima still chase money when i reach a million
you really a b-tch you stay with that dissin
these streets ain’t no joke they made me go savage
ima real gangster i swear i’m not average
don’t f-ck with these n-ggas they know what’s the deal
i’m in they hood posted up with my steel
can’t f-ck with these n-ggas ain’t none of them real
my brothers on go so n-gga just chill
b-tch ima goat n-ggas know what it is
don’t f-ck with these n-ggas these n-ggas sum kids
tryna’ get out the hood can’t wait till i say that i did
f-ck all these n-ggas they know what i’m with
hottest young n-gga in my city
can’t f-ck with these n-ggas cause they just don’t feel me
don’t call up my phone cause i’m always busy
don’t come to my house i stay with that glizzy
i’m that young n-gga that they wanna be
ain’t no n-gga in my city that’s harder than me
n-ggas claim they so hood but don’t come to the streets
ain’t takin no chance i ride with the heat
they scared to send shots but love to send tweets
f-ck that lil’ n-gga he get put on a tee
how you shooter but not pullin triggers
don’t f-ck with n0body man f-ck all these n-ggas
they starting fake beef while my pockets get bigger
a n-gga gon’ die if he fw my sister
shout out my brothers and shout out jay-rilla
think you so hard you get smoked like a swisher
y’all chasing some clout while i’m gettin richer
i just want money man f-ck all these hoes
i n-gga want play but he don’t want no smoke
don’t f-ck with you n-ggas no you not my bro
i don’t got no feelins my heart really cold
can’t f-ck with you n-ggas cause y’all just gon’ fold
you round your bros so you acting all bold
i don’t need n0body i just need my strap
not chasin no b-tch b-tch i’m chasing a bag
chasing this money i’m running them laps
these n-ggas sum p-ssy all they talk is that cap
i don’t need n0body i got my own back
but i still got my brothers and they ready to clap
you say you want smoke then come to the trap
to get to the top b-tch i’ll climb any latter
chasing this money my pockets got fatter
money got bigger and n-ggas got madder
f-ck that lil’ n-gga he get hit with that hammer
f-ck all the opps they know i’m with it
give me a beat and i swear ima k!ll it
my songs for real n-ggas so you not gon’ feel it
you f-ck with my brothers then u got to get it
play with my n-ggas and make u a spirit
i got my lil’ n-ggas and they’ll pay you a visit
send you to hospital man f-ck a lil’ clinic
shoutout my brothers they know how we living
a n-gga want smoke then i’m callin my cousin
you better be ready cause all of them coming
n-ggas some p-ssies they know that we busting
my n-ggas on go like pushing a b-tton
chasing this money man i just been running
you say you want smoke but i know you fronting
my n-ggas on go and my n-ggas is hunting
looking for me boy you know i ain’t hiding
i stay with my bruddas i know that they riding
all of them on go and all of em sliding
f-ck all that talking we go straight to fighting
don’t f-ck with the opps cause all of em lying
see me in person and they just stay silent
pull up on me and stop with the whining
i’m making my money and i just been grinding
i’m making this money while this glock on my waist
pull up on me and get shot in your face
my n-ggas on go my n-ggas don’t wait
money over grades and money over school
catch me at the crib with a k and a tool

- gfd jody lyrics

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