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js aka the best - the money lyrics

intro
if it don’t make dollars, it don’t make sense
hustle on the block just to pay my rent
js on the beat, major on the hook
phil on the verse, if a n-gga want that work
we just getting to the money

verse 1
if you ain’t talkin dollars then me no habla
i write some sh-t that f-ck around and give leo an oscar
deadly with the pen vocabulary like a scholar
but never graduated dropped out chasing a dollar
i caught it started a journey chasing his brothers
i owe my father a house and a car for my mother
rollin picture me rolling on some pac sh-t
feel like karl malone, js must stand for john stockton, minus the shorts
i got some n-ggas who can drop you off right at the port
and get it for the low, i’m talking about from the source
and we ain’t wanna live like this, we was honestly forced
i remember many days sitting out on the porch
me and my n-ggas p-ss the rock no basketball court
my n-gga tre had the heat in the back of his shorts
if you ain’t talking dollars what the f-ck you askin me for
im kobe don’t give up the dime, best read the status report

hook
for the m-o-n-e-y why do you bring me so much pain
for the m-o-n-e-y i guess its all apart of the game
for the m-o-n-e-y, why can’t i tell the real from the fake
for the m-o-n-e-y should i just throw it all away

verse 2
gotta watch these n-ggas with my 3rd eye
singing goodbye lullabys while they testify
ever since i got the money, they started actin funny
on the flipside, im surrounded by all these playboy bunnies
man d-mn look what i became
women love me, n-ggas wanna be me, i’m critically acclaimed
now everyone starting to change, just because i made a name
f-ck the money, f-ck the fame, n-gga this sh-t is not a game

the chosen one, the golden child, d-mn this sh-t is wild
hard to tell who’s really real and a fake smile
f-ck it, you can all of this sh-t back
ain’t no money in the world bring my grandmother back
the beginning of the end or the end of the beginning
my nightmares and my dreams got the same people in em d-mn
now everybody want a piece of the pie
i ain’t pac i ain’t biggie i ain’t ready to die
youll never take me alive

- js aka the best lyrics

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