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selli paper - mood lyrics

[verse 1]
once you get dapping a n-gg- he feel like he need to be cool
don’t let the ego inside you ever turn you into a fool
i know there demons beside me but i won’t let out w the fuse
mail coming out thru that prison when i graduated from school
only time you know who really with you when you at the bottom and they keep in touch
bullets ripping i could feel the rush
until they let out benji i ain’t zipping up
try to catch me i ain’t slipping up
i know these n-gg-s waiting for my day to come
nowadays i’m thee amazing one
and you could ask ya b-tch cause i’m her favorite one
im just counting benji after benji then i pull up in em like my name was $elli
i don’t think these n-gg-s f-cking ready and my wrist just told me i been going heavy
baddest b-tches wanna suck a n-gg-
tryna fall in love you need a sucka n-gg-
middle finger like its f-ck a n-gg-
b-tch i’m with the gang and ain’t no other n-gg-s
million dollar ball life
staring at the money so i had to get it all night
new chain had it swinging on the floor like henny when you on the block sipping and it pour right
fresh out a dice game
b-tch i was out trapping with migraines
with the action i just make it happen
i ain’t losing b-tch and ain’t no tie games
….
this the new sh-t i just ride too
roll up a wood and get high too
i got cha chick on the side too
the plug told me focus on money you’ll lose if you dwell on the sh-t thats behind you
so i’m bending corners cause i need some foreigns and b-tches to slide too

[hook]
i just keep counting & counting this money cause i’m in that mood x2
might just go f-ck up the summer and spend that sh-t all on my shoes x2

[verse 2]
money on money my vision its hard not to come out the kitchen
i use to be pitching the same sh-t that i was remixing
but i had to go out and get it i know some n-gg-s that dont wanna see me unleash
on the corner b-tch i was a beast
walk in that store like my name was ali
jackie chan whipping that chef boy r d
now i’m back in the streets praying that corner is not where im dying at i’m just supplying that
i got whatever you need if i don’t then i make sure its not gon be difficult finding that
i be right back skkrt hop in the whip tell ya b-tch get off my d-ck she know i’m the sh-t
but i gotta buss a lick so that b-tch gon get dismissed now i got her sick
trust me girl you ain’t the first but you know that this money come first
pray for these n-gg-s like hallelujah thank you jesus im fly like i stepped out of church i got the juice i got the juice i done had cudi’s tell me im the truth b-tch you cannot tell me im out the loop i knew since i got off the stoop
this summer i’m tony montana
im tryna pull up in that phantom
with some diamonds that got ya b-tch dancing
i jump out the benz looking right
i had one h-ll of a night
me & you n-gg-s nothing alike
my wrist like a light
this sh-t got me counting money like its never been in my life
b-tch i need me a rari
so i could ball out like i’m karter
i told em i’m going way harder
miss my n-gg- reek
been in the game like a starter
i might hit the block up tomorrow
cause this how it feel when you stuck in the trap and the dope got you payed
so many haitians around me you n-gg-s might never feel safe

b-tch i might do 50 in gucci
then spend all the rest up in louie
them hoes tryna kick it like bruce lee
now i’m stuck w the paper like loose leaf
once you get money you notice the people around you get different like they was all here from the start
b-tch its just me & the benjamin franklin i treated my hustle like it was art

- selli paper lyrics

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