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n.o.e.l. (no opp ever lives) - money man lyrics

jay aylo:
grab me a bonnet, then i get a strap
shoot it, then loot it, i’m robbing your trap
keep being foolish, get two in your back
n.o.e.l. is my gang, all we do is say facts

speaking of facts, boy better not rat
if he a rat i’mma set up a trap
‘round of applause ‘cause this man getting clapped
she text you she love you, her face in my lap

aylo a savage, don’t know how to act
piped up like dikes, boy i stay with a strap
pockets need lipo my wallet too fat
so hit up my jeweler, let’s spend a few racks

why you look fly, but your mans looking bad
claim that’s trap money, that’s ch0r-s from your dad
ain’t do no reading when i grab a mag
i flex with my check, but i don’t mean to brag

chorus (2x):

hunnit band, hunnit band, hunnit band
money man, money money, money man
dummy dance, dummy dance, dummy dance
f-ck a xan, f-ck a xan, f-ck a xan

100 fresh:
my diamonds is shining just like the sun
don’t opp on my n-ggas, we ain’t the ones
if they see me flexing, i leave ‘em stunned
why you actin’ hard like you ain’t gone run

yeah, ng the team doin’ hits for fun
i roll up these n-ggas just like a blunt
put holes to his clothes like he was a bum
when we send the shots, boy you better run

you rap for the clout, n-gga what the f-ck
we rap trynna keep all our profits up
you opp ‘round the team gonna get you stuck
if they catch you lackin’ you outta luck

he claim that he with it, don’t got a gun
but boy i will pop you like tropica
yeah ng count stacks we don’t got enough
broke n-gga should go get ya profit up

chorus (2x):

hunnit band, hunnit band, hunnit band
money man, money money, money man
dummy dance, dummy dance, dummy dance
f-ck a xan, f-ck a xan, f-ck a xan

shako:

b-tch i’mma ape
n-gga i’m covered in bape
runnin’ but you outta shape
i’mma be great
n-gga i’m wit 88
ng ain’t playin’ these games
you a d-mn shame
n-gga she gave me the brain
trynna get shako the chain
get me a ring
got a few chops in the paint
n-gga i could be a saint
this for the gang
i’m throwing fire like aang
the rest of you n-ggas is lames
switch a few lanes
n-gga i’m shako the bang
i heard m30 you claim
b-tch you a waste
better get outta my way
know a few n-ggas that spray
gotta get paid
make a few racks in their day
dazing confused, you a stray
building a case
paper, that’s all that i chase
they pulling up with some mace
trap is my plate
i gotta get to the base
i made it back, so i’m safe
building a case
paper, that’s all that i chase
they pulling up with some mace
my trap the plate
i gotta get to the base
i made it back, so i’m safe

chorus (2x):

hunnit band, hunnit band, hunnit band
money man, money money, money man
dummy dance, dummy dance, dummy dance
f-ck a xan, f-ck a xan, f-ck a xan

- n o e l no opp ever lives lyrics

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