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mar$ gram - bloody money [week #6] lyrics

[verse 1]

so much sh-t been going on got money on my mind i can’t sleep, but never budge i won’t let these lies distract me i just block em’ out every time they try to p-ss me and i know i got drive you just ride the back seat n i don’t, define dope, this is my time so i’m gripping the rope tight to climb you tripped on the tight rope n side note, they undermine my one of a kind flow, buck it you die slow, i don’t f-ck with the 5-0 i’m liable, to go insane lately been growing pains, i ain’t been home in days, there’s no way to control his brain, so they say, maybe with novocaine you can slow it down, but trip n there’s still enough -ss whippings to go around, close your mouth you know my style told you i’m focused now, in a moment i’m gonna hold the crown taking over towns i won’t allow you to ever have an advantage i’m back on my savage sh-t what i’m rapping is madness then racking up mad chips facts i’m smashing a bad b-tch n that i can manage it you been lacking the magic attacking the track then i smack a rapper for bl–dy money, your stupid -ss really f-cking thought we was buddy buddy not when it comes to this, i play dirty that muddy rugby i’m laughing cause your broke, but that sh-t isn’t funny dummy so what he gotta say to me b-tch your despicable, back in the 7th grade i would sit in the princ-p-ls, office they’d call my mom n sh-t they said i was pitiful the tables literally turned i finished first n your miserable, making triple residuals then you ever did with school n witness the pinnacle i hit i did the unthinkable original to the core, i swore to be more than great, watch how he formulate the plan to make n restore the faith of the people, i see no place for trump he’s supporting hate just one month of coordination he’ll be f-cking subordinate, jumping the border waiting to get back to my home land, actual quotes fans can know with p-ssion to go ham, bashing the whole industry imagine this whole plan working b-tch i deserve it i ain’t lacking vs no man attack em’ like conan, every track is a toe tag, smashing through all these rappers like a crash in a road jam, oh d-mn, yea you can take it any way you desire but this is hip hop when i step in a booth it’s fire just like a pit stop i’ll have you n your crew retired i’m shooting for the stars using bars i can it move it higher so who’s sicker than mar$ no right answer you stupid liar i say it how it is, feel like ye getting through the wire

- mar gram lyrics

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