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weekend money - keys 2 the gates lyrics

[verse 1: ne$$]
the glitz and the glamour
big city, big dreams
the smoke and the mirrors
the posers pretending
they not what they seem
internet famous
swear that you a-list
c-ke in the veins and the smoke in your brain
got you feeling type wavy
back of the uber
pack of the buddha
it’s all math for the moolah
that bqe traffic
we shaking & moving
every industry party
open bar by bacardi
everybody a rapper, a actor, a model or some kinda artist

[hook: ne$$]
want to go to heaven got the keys to the gates
want to raise h-ll but that heat you can’t take
trapped in the beast can’t escape
can’t get no peace, get no breaks
get on your knees, let us pray
lord pretty, pretty please, nah n-gg- wait, listen

[verse 2: ne$$]
other day homie k!lled holding his baby
front page of the news
a starbucks just opened up down the block papa
the coppers they cruise
this ain’t friends, this ain’t seinfeld
it’s more like a minefield
there’s a war going on and like no man
safe so much more than rhyme here
bloomberg then de blasio
front cover like fabio
the post, daily news
they all in one bed like a f-cking menageo
he took his last breathe
life flashed in his mind
they choked him to death
can’t breathe on his shirt
sign of times

[verse 3: ne$$]
the glitz and the glamour
big city, big dreams
the smoke and the mirrors
the posers pretending
they not what they seem
internet famous
swear that you a-list
c-ke in the veins and the smoke in your brain
got you feeling type wavy
back of the uber
pack of the buddha
it’s all math for the moolah
that bqe traffic
we shaking & moving
every industry party
open bar by bacardi
everybody a rapper, a actor, a model or some kinda artist

- weekend money lyrics

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