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Money Man

Petty Money

 

Petty Money

(album: Blockchain - 2021)


(Dee, you popping your shit, nigga)
(Rjayy, slam this nigga)

Made sure you was straight, but you ain't care, you was just getting over
That petty money don't even excite me, guess I'm getting older
I think I need to incubate right now, my heart keep getting colder
The more you buy, the cheaper this shit get, my prices getting lower
The more he talk, the more flaws I see inside his character
I'ma leave his mama with some tears when they bury him
All this water on me, I should live in an aquarium
My son doing push-ups and he three, I'm just preparing him

Gotta mask the hurt, I need the strongest weed to cover it up
Glad I know my worth, I need the biggest check to sign me up
This flavor might be gone tomorrow, so today, I'ma buy it up
I'ma roll an opp inside this paper and fire him up
It's crazy how a nigga think it's cool to cross his own partner
I done seen a nigga get in a shootout with his own father
I done seen a nigga put his hands on his own mama
We gon' slide broad day on niggas, we some real shottas
They gon' tell as soon as they hear shots, they some real coppers
We gon' bring that boom to they block and hop out with them choppers
I done took so many losses
I done seen too many niggas put in coffins
Got robbed when I was green, I took it like a man
You can't feed a nigga for too long 'cause he gon' bite your hand
Niggas come around for no reason, they ain't even adding value
Sacking up some 'za while lil' Cyrus watching Caillou
I was on the road, my girl was calling like, "I miss you"
She told me, "Keep that Glock in case you run into some issues"
I really came from poverty, I made it out
They used to show me love, but they hate me now
How the fuck that work? I guess niggas confused, huh?
They was only around for the money, I'm feeling used now
Ain't no love in these streets, that shit is gone
Better keep that fire to protect yourself at home

Made sure you was straight, but you ain't care, you was just getting over
That petty money don't even excite me, guess I'm getting older
I think I need to incubate right now, my heart keep getting colder
The more you buy, the cheaper this shit get, my prices getting lower
The more he talk, the more flaws I see inside his character
I'ma leave his mama with some tears when they bury him
All this water on me, I should live in an aquarium
My son doing push-ups and he three, I'm just preparing him

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