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money man (feat. bcshooter) - dying lyrics

(chorus)
i’m tried of dealing with this sh-t i wanna end it
i’m tired of falsifying my image i’m tired of pretending
but if i never go legit imma catch a sentence
i can see keisha in the courtroom with my kids she crying
even though its a smile on my face
inside i’m dying
a lot of these n-ggas not what they portray
need a dub for a show and promoters both pay
took a hoe to the room and you know she got slayed
i just put 50k in a digital safe
i just need me some time i don’t gotta escape
gotta check so my shooters gone slide in a wraith

(verse)
this from the heart i don’t write i just rap
she say it feel good when i hit from the back
i’m selling packs it ain’t no looking back
my play acting scary i told em relax
she know i ain’t breaking i’m staying in tact
i ain’t turn off the lights so i f-cked up a batch
a n-gga want smoke then i gotta react
got the louie v shirt and the shoes and they match
i walk in the store and i swipe for a coffee
they hating sh-t i got a very low tolerance
plus these n-ggas envy me i know its obvious
i cannot sleep at night i got insomnia
come to my show i give blunts to the audience
i’m riding with wes i know he gone k!ll for me
shout out empire cause they got them m’s to me
burning peach cobbler i just had it sent to me
they n-ggas living wrong , they ain’t got dignity
ran that sh-t up from creating ident-ties
all of this pain built up that sh-t be k!lling me
i f-ck with the circle and that’s for infinity
i f-ck with the gang n-gga not with the industry
play with the gang and you n-ggas are history
back in the day all these n-ggas was sh-tting on me
now i move so much weight i caught a injury
i’m tired of lying to myself i’m tired of pretending
i don’t know who i can trust these n-ggas suspicious
put my life on the line for my son and my daughter
i pulled up with racks and gave 10 to they momma
took her to the lot and i bought her a charger
i need m’s in my life so i gotta go harder

(bc shooter)
i just jumped in the wraith and im flying to the trap
most of these n-ggas they really be cap
you say you get money you wasn’t in the trap
i might pick up a bag and i made me a cap
see this b-tch that fruit loops and this here them gushers
i give him some extra i know he a hustler
my plug sent the bags but i did not touch em
i call up my younging and he gonna rush em
only ride with the circle cause i cannot trust ya
i still got that xd you know imma bust em
for any f-ck n-gga that think imma sucker
me and money man we got that sh-t in the dumpster
im rocking balenci’s they gotta red bottom
my n-gga they dreaded up just like some rasta’s
let me jump out the coupe with the motherf-cking choppa
gotta army mentality who want some problems
but i gotta bag i can handle some problems
before i got to it i wasn’t having problems
i get to the money thats my number one problem
my b-tch she be tripping complaining keep on calling
filling and filling my house up with boxes
getting paranoid gotta take this sh-t cautious
had to duck all the money put it in a coffin
told man-man and savage we through taking losses
all this got d-mn designer you know that its costly
ain’t with the friendly sh-t all that pretending sh-t
should i go get the fn and just end the sh-t
sometimes feel like the world tryna get to me
i heard some n-ggas they planning on sticking me
i hope them n-ggas heard i keep a stick with me
that n-gga will be lucky the day he get next to me
im fly shooter but i ain’t from [?]

- money man feat bcshooter lyrics

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