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[Chorus: Jay Critch] So that money had to get involved More money bringing more problems I ain't worried 'bout issues, because they getting solved It means more when you from the bottom Where I'm from, I'm like the hero, but I stay around some villains Pray my niggas don't see prison for I see some millions Shooter [?] hit savilians Took this shit from nothing to the top, and I'm still building [Verse 1: Jay Critch] City full of savages, they hit him in his building And my bro still trapping, he just gotta feed his children I turned to a boss, these niggas still moving like children I'ma cut her off, she probably wish she had my children Beating down her walls, and I'm making surе she feel it Fresh pint of the juicе came with the seel, I had to peal it Jump up in the coupe, I feel like weezy, got no ceilings He ain't never hustle, so no, he don't know the feeling Tryna dodge my feelings, pour the duse and drop a pill in If they take what's mine, I got a chopper for the pilgrems Still up in B.K., nigga balling like it's [?] I just wanna get paid every day, if God willing In my city, they spin every day, they not chilling Already done started a wave, I'm not finished Told her keep on giving me brain, I'm not finished All these blessings coming in, like I'm not sinning [Chorus: Jay Critch] So that money had to get involved More money bringing more problems I ain't worried 'bout issues, because they getting solved It means more when you from the bottom Where I'm from, I'm like the hero, but I stay around some villains Pray my niggas don't see prison for I see some millions Shooter [?] hit savilians Took this shit from nothing to the top, and I'm still building [Verse 2: Mari Mac] Too much drank, bro can't sip it all He be gone for [?] just to deal with all his problems In the city where they risk it all Everybody got a plan to get a million from a dollar Hustle up, got it out the dirt, I had to muscle up Quarter pass to the L.B., I had to [?] it up Couldn't see a check around me, and now I run it up Before round 2, I was reselling the double [?] [?] I had to get involved I was running up the bag, and never running on an opp [?] wall I be praying every day, 'cause my city look like [?] Grew up round them villains, What's a hero? We ain't got them How the fuck I make a million, leave my niggas at the bottom? How the hell you take my nigga, leave me here with all these problems? I just keep adding up the digits, like I find [?]