So Much Money 2 Be Made

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Bakarii] There's so much money to be made Niggas gotta stay camouflaged We ready to mob can't take no loss, gotta have that [?] Nina, Ross [?] hall of [?] boss dog, man Gun to my hand hi to my land crew Scoob, if it [?] like some [?] Escape underground, let them other fakers drown It's midwest on [?] fuck the rest A threat to society [?] microphone check Always get respect, nigga I'm real till I'm killed Gotta steal, [?] my window sill I'm still a soldier, sharp like a raiser blade Flaming what I claim, [?] this game [?] and Imma be checking my grip [?] about six clips Ready to make the hit Stеady protectin' my grip [Verse 2: Big Scoob] Beginning my day counting change Hustling up is onе of them things Living the life of a hustler, man Stacking my [?] You should do the same Get your [?] [?] pay your doos With some trues known for breaking rules This how I choose to live [?] to feed my crew Hoping and praying I [?] Only God can judge me for this life I live Yet still, you try to tell me how to keep it real Be a slave at this job just to pay my bills [?] is what I make when I [?] [?] everytime I [?] these fucking rocks [?] and your crew, stack some cheese Got some keys Flip the script and top the charts [?] [Chorus: Bakarii] There's so much money to be made Niggas gotta stay paid Can't take no loss Worldwide, get your sauce So much game Remain true to what you [?] Cause it's all about the cash Fuck your crew There's so much money to be made Niggas gotta stay paid Can't take no loss Worldwide, get your sauce So much game Remain true to what you [?] Cause it's all about the cash Fuck your crew [Verse 3: Rock Money] I kept it clever as a young nigga [?] the word Got a gun finger on the trigger, fools get [?] Got your mama [?] try to pay me Now watch how quick a nigga pay me [?] keep your hand on your [?] Your clean ass block, [?] man on [?] plan [?] relish [?] Ain't no green for me, [?] Escape off the premise, grimmis [?] right in your mouth Gun right at your head down south [?] snitched to the po po Every motherfucker acting like he stupid and he don't know I'm rolling out with Rogue Dogs Check in with my Tripple Life niggas Midwestside [?] you can test it [?] on the streets if my money gets low Don't sleep [Verse 4: Short Nitty] I can't keep my mind off my hustle My grind and my struggles Since the first time, mama pushed me out the pussy muscles Hear me screaming out for relish like a bitch being [?] [?] my paper chasing [?], and I'm [?] I'm having visions of me hog styling, [?] my albums My producer Diamond [?], [?] thousands 56 niggas with me, when I yell Rogue Dog [?] with a so called [?] SI sware it's fuck 'em, with a [?] [?] I'm strapped with that 80 when I'm [?] Ain't no tellin what they just might try to do to me Pull me over, hit me up, and watch me die in the streets Not me I live life heartless [?] till I bail On these Kansas City streets, [?] midwest [?] [Chorus: Bakarii] There's so much money to be made Niggas gotta stay paid Can't take no loss Worldwide, get your sauce So much game Remain true to what you [?] Cause it's all about the cash Fuck your crew There's so much money to be made Niggas gotta stay paid Can't take no loss Worldwide, get your sauce So much game Remain true to what you [?] Cause it's all about the cash Fuck your crew