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kell hustlz – aint enough lyrics

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[intro]
too much ain’t enough (x4)

[verse 1]
a wise rapper once said too much money ain’t enough money
carter 4 on shuffle while im tryna get that young money
momma talkin’ bout come home, dad talkin’ bout grow up
these girls talkin’ bout come over, my n-ggas talkin’ bout po’ up
but what am i, supposed to do
all these private calls, i know its you
i dont answer though, cause im over you
you say you dont love me, but i know you do ah
looking back at our old sh-t, what happened to forever
now you back talkin’ that old sh-t girl pull yourself together
tryna pull me out my vibe cause you see my life gettin’ better
my style cleaner, my game stronger, my b-tch badder than ever
im still mobbin’ with the same clique, i know you know that ain’t sh-t…
changed but my hunger for this game tryna take it
im workin’ on my patience, no f-cks given to that fake sh-t
n-gga stop playing that turn up, you a real n-gga then play this, listen
im feelin’ like a hunnid, im tryna make a million
tryna get it in abundance, so i can feed a billion
wake up with a trillion fine women in my condo
you ain’t know the plan n-gga, f-ck you think i rhyme fo’ cause

[hook]
too much money ain’t enough n-gga
i need all of that sh-t give it up n-gga
soak it all up i ain’t tryna rush n-gga
ever since i got a taste i fell in love n-gga
too much ain’t enough (x4)

[verse 2]
dont fall in love with money, dont fall in love with money
why i only hear that sh-t from broke n-ggas
what is it when you think you know n-ggas, sh-t
thats when you dont really know n-ggas
f-cked up right, its f-cked up right, how they put it with me
sh-t is f-cked up like, but momma told me if you pray then you gon’ get it
i just went down on my knees and pray that god show me the journey
boy look what we become, boy look what we become
bunch of glory seeking n-ggas that just started from the slums
ain’t it fun to see your brother breakin’ bread from the crums
so if you tryna shoot me down boy im the bullet to yo gun, cause im
finna make a k!lling k!lling, looking forward to the day i say i did it, did it
all these dead presidents look how im living, living
lord forgive me in advance for the sinning, sinning, that im about to do
with these hoes all in my bed, money all in my head
d-mn this crazy life that i live, i can see it now
poppin’ bottles bigger than my head, cruising in that silver benz
shawty grippin’ on my legs sayin’

[hook]
too much money ain’t enough n-gga
i need all of that sh-t give it up n-gga
soak it all up i ain’t tryna rush n-gga
ever since i got a taste i fell in love n-gga (x2)
too much ain’t enough (x4)



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