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lil travieso - mo money mo problems lyrics

[chorus: kelly price]
i don’t know what they want from me
it’s like the more money we come across
the more problems we see
i don’t know what they want from me
it’s like the more money we come across
the more problems we see

[verse 1: lil travieso]
mo money mo problems
i’m making play’s, i feel like john madden
4 sticks in the whip, and they all ‘blowin like a canon
got white girl, dogfood, broken windows, and exotic bowls
it’s easy to make money, you sell it high and you buy it low
better watch out, when you moving on the road too
the cops will pull you ovеr so quick, and straight hoe you
never lеave on your location, don’t use google maps
the feds watch everything you do, there’s all sorts of traps
gotta move smart, if you wanna make it home
never tell a b+tch your business, and stay up off the phone
stay the f+ck off the phone, when you making plays
feel like i’m money mitch, ’cause i stay paid
pay for nothing less, i’on count favors
and i can’t keep ’em b+tch, ’cause they get outdated
you can’t fall off, when you be tapped in
free smokey locc, still got remi bottles cracking
homie got indicted, so i said f+ck it and went and hit the plug
16 zips that’s a bowl, you ain’t gotta add it up
making plays i’m on my fifth, yeah i can’t get no sleep
broke boy ran off with the bag, when i let you eat
i ain’t stressing ’cause i’m locked in, and i get it for the low
call my flip, you know i’m blowing through every last one of these zones
down on my last ‘dolla, yeah i had no hoe
so i said f+ck it, i made 1 call and started selling dope
yeah, i said i made 1 call
first sack i ever caught was an 8 ball
took me less than 3 hours, yeah i got it gone
made another call got a 7th, now its time to ball
tired of being broke, want to get my hands on some real cake
tired of being broke told myself, time to make ‘sum shake
tired of being broke, yeah i wanted more
blow so good, the fiends calling like
‘lemme cop some more’
but he can’t cop no more, ’cause i’m all out
i had to hit my pots, ’cause i’m all out
when i started ‘ballin, i promise you i never looked back
i don’t post the sh+t over the gram, i just sell the pack
the homie’s sell the pack, i’on like posting
i don’t entertain the world, i ain’t hulk hogan
the number one goal when you get on, is not to fall off
there’s money on the street, better go get it not call off
parked up all day when i be trooping
free the gangland, acting up in institutions
can’t f+ck with a b+tch, if she don’t bump oldies
i fell in love with a white girl, i feel like tony
i always tell the truth, even when i lie
i wanna be a big baller, ‘sum like danny valentine
5k off a play, that’s a good night
big bad insane parkgang all mine
[chorus: kelly price]
i don’t know what they want from me
it’s like the more money we come across
the more problems we see, see
i don’t know what they want from me
it’s like the more money we come across
the more problems we see, see

- lil travieso lyrics

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