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money man - big goals lyrics

[chorus]
fake handshakes i don’t need those, i’m in beast mode she in freak mode
all them phony n-gga’s, i don’t need those
i’m in a jeep n-gga, i don’t need doors
forgi’s offset like the migos, you’ll never see my car repoed
she raining pouring she in freak mode
big loads got big goals
gotta k!ll em with a k!ller
keep it real with yourself
keep it real with others
feel like all my n-ggas blood brothers
we go takin’ sh-t there been a change of plans
how the f-ck a n-gga gon’ bite your hand
knocked your partner off you better get ya mans
i don’t talk much cause these n-ggas
gossipin’ like a bunch of hoes
they be the real ones with the snotty nose

[verse 1]
got tall money like a n-gga standin’ on his tippy toes
n-gga macho man i got elbows
n-gga fendi kicks no sh-ll toes
got chains like i had go escape through the underground f-cking railroads
the pack ain’t make it ups failed
gotta be smart can’t let em jam us
got the hardest taste
got the strongest gas
you fallin’ off it ain’t build to last
you a dirty n-gga
you need to take a bath with your triflin’ -ss
n-ggas hate you when you progress
i had a b-tch set me up
that’s a hard [?]
double deckers lit
that’s a smoke session
i split up a check with my brethren
this street sh-t is not in your element
used to wear hand-me-down’s
now i wear better sh-t
bc the fellas sh-t
we just be wreckin’ sh-t
we just be re’in up
we be sellin’ sh-t
f-ck it i keep droppin’ projects
i came from the projects
i’m livin’ so rich
but i can’t live so modest
she happy to mingle with bosses
my girl is a christian i ice out a cross
you playin’ im poppin it
bodies be droppin’
his aunties and uncles is crying cause they nephew dying
yeah
if i drop an album that sh-t will not flop
i had to learn how to break down the block
we havin’ denny’s she feast on my’ on c-ck
when we were broke we was sleepin’ on cots
for real n-gga

[chorus]
fake handshakes i don’t need those, i’m in beast mode she in freak mode
all them phony n-gga’s, i don’t need those
i’m in a jeep n-gga, i don’t need those
forgi’s offset like the migos, you’ll never see my car repoed
she raining pouring she in freak mode
big loads got big goals
gotta k!ll em with a k!ller
keep it real with yourself
keep it real with others
feel like all my n-ggas blood brothers
we go takin’ sh-t there been a change of plans
how the f-ck a n-gga gon’ bite your hand
knocked your partner off you better get ya mans
i don’t talk much cause these n-ggas
gossipin’ like a bunch of hoes
they be the real ones with the snotty nose

- money man lyrics

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