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Pound Signs

 

Pound Signs


(Money, I mean what is, how much, how much is a lot of money?)
(That's a good question, I'd say million of dollars)
(No)
(Are you a rich man?)
(When you mean rich, what you mean?)
(You have a lot of possessions? Lot of money in the bank)
(I don't, I don't have that type of richness, my richness is life)
ES on the beat
LikkleDotz
Turn, turn, turn

They say the pound signs turning me crazy (One)
Just look what's it doing to me
I put two hundred racks on his cranium and make his own friend wanna put him to sleep (Turn)
Funny how I used to pray for a chain until there's bruises on my knees
A hundred thou, man blew it this week (Turn)
See friends turn foes (One)
Then roses grew out my sleeve
I've seen the fiend nearly overdose, and I can still hear that voice in my dreams
Packs got flew out the T, no one was rooting for me
They should make a movie of me, musical lyrical on me
Look what this money is doing to me

Look what this money is doing to me (Money)
She wanted goals like Bey' and Jay-Z (Jay-Z)
Then she got left emotionally scarred, little Baby
I make this money, this money don't make me
Gotta chase money 'cah pussy don't pay me
Got a new nigga, but she'll be back
Shorty said I'm unforgettable like Swae Lee
The pound sign amaze me
Look what it's doing to me
I just go flood the whole block with trainers
One was velcro, the rest had laces
Somebody on job could have got a facelift (One)
'Cause the stupidity
And my label love the lucrative me
So next time I want ten milli, that's a platinum pay cheque
New opp block, the neighbours don't know my name yet
But they know there's trade
Don't know how shh-shh didn't turn flavours
It really could have went the gelato way
Need one hundred mill before I touch my grave
I pray, I pray (Money)
Until then, I'm on work bro, night shift, day shift, night shift, day

They say the pound signs turning me crazy (One)
Just look what's it doing to me
I put two hundred racks on his cranium and make his own friend wanna put him to sleep (Turn)
Funny how I used to pray for a chain until there's bruises on my knees
A hundred thou, man blew it this week (Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn)
See friends turn foes (One)
Then roses grew out my sleeve
I've seen the fiend nearly overdose, and I can still hear that voice in my dreams
Packs got flew out the T, no one was rooting for me
They should make a movie of me, musical lyrical on me
Look what this money is doing to me

Pops said this money is ruining me (Turn, turn, told me turn, yeah)
My pops said this money is ruining me
My new ting Cuba ain't cuter than me
And even though she ain't ten-ten
It's the inner beauty for me
How many times did I bring that wraps to boil
The T-house brought out the Susan in me
Drug squad booting off the bando door
They found nothing 'bout niggas and failed
Done years in the can, now I'm free (Free up)
Took the PWITS to the chest but you know for the works had to turn on the the plea
They would have threw away the key (Ah)
Two hundred racks for a show
Three years ago, I would do it for free
Not to long, I was kway up north
875 what I took for that 'teenth
Had to chase this money all through my teens, now this money chase me
Ah, this paper long, ain't coming in free

They say the pound signs turning me crazy (One)
Just look what's it doing to me
I put two hundred racks on his cranium and make his own friend wanna put him to sleep (Turn)
Funny how I used to pray for a chain until there's bruises on my knees
A hundred thou, man blew it this week (Turn)
See friends turn foes (One)
Then roses grew out my sleeve
I've seen the fiend nearly overdose, and I can still hear that voice in my dreams
Packs got flew out the T, no one was rooting for me
They should make a movie of me, musical lyrical on me
Look what this money is doing to me

Look what this money is doing to me
LikkleDotz
ES on the beat

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