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kesh mon3y - a box lyrics

i like my money fast, i don’t like my money slow
i like my money fast, i don’t like my money slow

36 cents, i see them come i’ve seen them go
yeah it’s still sunny but i’m stuck up in the snow
and miss me with that bullsh-t [?]
you’re still a runner, im’a plug up in these roads
thirt-36 cents, i see them come i’ve seen them go
yeah it’s still sunny but i’m stuck up in the snow
i like my money fast, i don’t like my money slow
you’re still a runner, im’a plug up in these roads

100 days straight, yeah i’m hugging up the block
my bro-de rips it hard but i just run it as it’s soft
my gardener called; said he’s cutting down the crop
said give him two weeks, he’s ready with the lot
i’ve been serving food but i ‘ain’t working in no tesco
and this bud that i’m burning comes straight from the west coast
and this grub that i’m serving ‘ain’t nothing like no press bro
my likkle g’s owned but i told him get your bread though
there’s nothing glamorous about being bad and bruck
when my stack was low, fam, i had to get it up
i went and find the worth cah really had enough
the peas was coming short, fam, i had to bad ’em up
i can’t remember off my nose, i can’t tell you ’bout the pot
27 something you can go and check the wash
how many times i had to break down a box
i was out there all day liking shot after shot

thirt-36 cents, i see them come i’ve seen them go
yeah it’s still sunny but i’m stuck up in the snow
and miss me with that bullsh-t [?]
you’re still a runner, im’a plug up in these roads
thirt-36 cents, i see them come i’ve seen them go
yeah it’s still sunny but i’m stuck up in the snow
i like my money fast, i don’t like my money slow
you’re still a runner, im’a plug up in these roads

i remember when my creps were like a q or crow
now there like a zeda all, burn a couple g’s
cause i’m still screaming f the lord
i’m stuck up in this trap ting but it’s nutin’ i ‘ain’t done before
i’ve come a long way from a bike and a couple draws
now the reese looking all large bro
all week long i’m just flying out this cargo
then we hit paris, still piffing on gelato
spending all these racks but i ‘ain’t paying on no card tho
when i was 22 i dropped 20 quid on a beamer
it used to be 7 grams on the tenitas
now its all parties in ibiza, cooling in sesu, smoking on some shisha, zerok by the litre, parids with the team, blud i love this life and i couldn’t change it neither
if i could, all i’d want is the birds a little cheaper
i’m a real trapster, i make money in my sleep cuz

- kesh mon3y lyrics

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