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young dolph - money in the way lyrics

[verse 1]
i can’t see you little n+gga, [?] man i wouldn’t want to be you little n+gga
i’m a role with skrilla squad, get your bank roll a little bigger
gotta wet yo baby mama slurped me up but i can’t hit her
i ain’t even want to do it but littlе [?] told me to get her
got littlе b+tch she mad at me because she heard i f+cked her sister
i’m smokin’ stupid fruity and that b+tch is super freaky
[?]
they let me hear this sh+t, we burned a couple of blunts of ush
[?], another plastic for the hood
get in like it is legal
i don’t want it unless it’s k!ller
world around the city, i’m that mothaf+ckin’ n+gga

[chorus]
can’t see you little n+gga, the money in the way
can’t see you little n+gga, m+money in the way
can’t see you little n+gga, the money in the way
can’t see you little n+gga, m+money in the way
can’t see you little n+gga, the money in the way
can’t see you little n+gga, m+money in the way
can’t see you little n+gga, the money in the way
can’t see you little n+gga, m+money in the way
can’t see you little n+gga
[verse 2]
the money in the way, dolph keepin’ stupid stanky loud irons around my waist
paper route we in the v, i’m smokin’ bud and drankin’ bub
n+gga f+ck what it was, shout out to capo thug
sneakers every day, that what the dope boy kick
[?] with a dope boy wrist
he ain’t sh+t for seventeen and got a dope boy fit
i make dope boy hits, they love this dope boy sh+t
forty minutes in the booth and then i’m back out to these streets
i’m handing out the [?], just like i’m handing out these freaks
[?] count this charlie every f+ckin’ day
i don’t see you little n+ggas because that charlie in the way

[verse 3]
h+ll naw i don’t sell and all that sh+t these p+ssy ass rappers, rappin’ don’t believe them
to the key, to the brick, thats some fairytale sh+t
from south memphis to the [?], the real n+ggas bumpin’ dolph
for the hood, all the hustlers and the robbin’ ass n+ggas
skrilla squad gettin money, you a [?] ass n+gga
[?] get your sh+t straight
what the f+ck thirty stacks, i throw that on a mixtape
put your b+tch on that south kush and now she feelin’ loose
shout out n+ggas in the streets, i sh+t on n+ggas in the booth
young n+gga exclusive pistol shooter hundred baby missiles
rubber band and plenty skrilla, i don’t see you little n+ggas
[chorus]
can’t see you little n+gga, the money in the way
can’t see you little n+gga, m+money in the way
can’t see you little n+gga, the money in the way
can’t see you little n+gga, m+money in the way
can’t see you little n+gga, the money in the way
can’t see you little n+gga, m+money in the way
can’t see you little n+gga, the money in the way
can’t see you little n+gga, m+money in the way
can’t see you little n+gga

- young dolph lyrics

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