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mar$ gram - money & power lyrics

[hook] x2

for the money and the power
fighting every minute every second
for what’s ours
they will never get it cause
they living like a coward
homie turn it up louder

[verse 1]

rap got me some money in my stash box, on the black tops i be selling it like crack rock, back talking is doomed to get your -ss shot, represent your block like a mascot that’s not, all that i wanna say on the topic, you know where to find me, if you wanna pocket a profit, there is no way you can stop it, told you ima god ima prophet

[hook] x2

for the money and the power
fighting every minute every second
for what’s ours
they will never get it cause
they living like a coward
homie turn it up louder

[verse 2]

never at the party cause i’m working late them summer nights, tryna get my bread up so i spread it like a b-tter knife, i will never let up pick your head up its a another fight, tryna rap legit, skipping all the other hype, some would stab your back, some would make a sacrifice, some would choose the honeys and the money over rapping nice, some would sell their soul and not care about the after life, i would stay the same, even just for half the price, cause the money don’t define me, if you got a problem homie, you know where to find me, never backing out from compet-tion or the opposition, f-ck a pot to p-ss in, i don’t need it, great i’m gonna be it, someone go retreat it, i don’t see it, kick it like adidas on your feet i see you wanna be us, ima f-cking g*nius, that’s explains it all, i gave it all i got, so i came to ball

[bridge] x2

filling up a duffle bag
people k!lling for a dollar
i done had enough of that
when you rise up everybody wants to see you crumble bad
ima bring the humble back

[hook] x2

for the money and the power
fighting every minute every second
for what’s ours
they will never get it cause
they living like a coward
homie turn it up louder

[verse 3]

one shot, so you better make it count, when they try to block your vision then you gotta take em’ out, it’s the, same route, that i use when they doubt, now theres like a hundred thousand dollars in my bank account, i know, cash rules, if i said it that’s true, man i hope i get to heaven and they let me p-ss through, better, rap dude making democrat moves, give a f-ck about your pigment whether red or black blue, right now ima do it for the culture, record labels came to take your music like a vulture, do it for the love i never do it for exposure, need a little closure, feel it hitting closer, right now ima let off six shots, your about to get retired like car in pit stop, since your money looking funny ima call it chris rock, ima do it big word to hip hop

- mar gram lyrics

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