Money Crazy

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[Chorus ?] Ever since a youngin, I've been blowing money crazy Had to slow down on the lean, I'm getting lazy I don't do relations, lil bitch, you gotta pay me Man, I really love my Glock, because it saved me Ran up a hundred, stack a hundred on these niggas Really getting money, boy, I'm into squeezing triggers Stronger with a not, now my pockets getting bigger I've been in the jungle, getting money with gorillas [Verse 1 ?] Ever since a baby, I've been blowing money crazy They know I'm 59, I'm probably chilling in the 80's Ever since a younging, I was hanging with the killers A nigga startеd rapping, we gotta keep a gun with us We started gеtting money, so I don't really trust niggas I'm in Bape with the snakes, we probably brought some thugs with us Baby say she [?] she don't know me, she gotta pay a fee Them niggas talking over there, they ain't gon' do shit to me I still get high and ride around, think about my nigga [?] Still stuff a whole 50 ball up in the 23 We on the blade right now, and it's just me and [?] We 'bout to pull an all nighter, we ain't going to sleep [Chorus ?] Ever since a younging, I've been blowing money crazy Had to slow down on the lean, I'm getting lazy I don't do relations, lil bitch, you gotta pay me Man, I really love my Glock, because it saved me Ran up a hundred, stack a hundred on these niggas Really getting money, boy, I'm into squeezing triggers Stronger with a not, now my pockets getting bigger I've been in the jungle, getting money with gorillas [Verse 2 ?] These niggas broke, I sware they cut from a different cloth He ain't [?] got picked off Ever since a younging, I've been coming like a big dawg Ain't give me shit, but [?] bitch call [?] love that big Glock, 'cause it saved the day Trap nigga, fell in love with 448's Niggas crazy, telling everybody on the murder case I'll do it by myself, turn up the murder rate Bands on me, nigga, play crazy, I let the stick talk I put myself in the game, I couldn't [?] Pop that nigga in his chin, if he slick talk [?] to touching a hundred, we getting rich, dawg [Chorus ?] Ever since a younging, I've been blowing money crazy Had to slow down on the lean, I'm getting lazy I don't do relations, lil bitch, you gotta pay me Man, I really love my Glock, because it saved me Ran up a hundred, stack a hundred on these niggas Really getting money, boy, I'm into squeezing triggers Stronger with a not, now my pockets getting bigger I've been in the jungle, getting money with gorillas [Verse 3: Philthy Rich] Pay my child support, taxes and cars off These bullet wounds perminant, can't get these scars off These niggas worried 'bout niggas, ain't worried 'bout them Before they brought you to the hood, never heard about him Tell the bitch a lie, she ain't worried 'bout the truth Lamb chops, lobster tails when I met Truth I've been going money crazy, run it up daily Bitches [?] 80 Between [?] and Skinny, hundred thou in ice Remember I slept in the freezing cold plenty nights Another 28 Johnnys up in [?] Them [?] outdated [?] It's Philthy [Chorus ?] Ever since a younging, I've been blowing money crazy Had to slow down on the lean, I'm getting lazy I don't do relations, lil bitch, you gotta pay me Man, I really love my Glock, because it saved me Ran up a hundred, stack a hundred on these niggas Really getting money, boy, I'm into squeezing triggers Stronger with a not, now my pockets getting bigger I've been in the jungle, getting money with gorillas [Verse 4 ?] I'm a heartbreaker, give a fuck about your feelings No, I ain't Lil Wayne, but the coupe ain't got no ceilings I'm a hood baby, raised by killers and some dealers Knew I was a [?] didn't remember Middle of the summer, it get colder than December [?] my watch cold, it made her shivver I'ma need a [?] 'cause I pour like a river Gloves on the chop, last time I got a splinter I've been road running, watching views, blowing chicken Think about my life, I always knew that I was different I ain't never told, I get caught, I do my sentence 33 rounds on the Glock, Scotty Pippin [Chorus ?] Ever since a younging, I've been blowing money crazy Had to slow down on the lean, I'm getting lazy I don't do relations, lil bitch, you gotta pay me Man, I really love my Glock, because it saved me Ran up a hundred, stack a hundred on these niggas Really getting money, boy, I'm into squeezing triggers Stronger with a not, now my pockets getting bigger I've been in the jungle, getting money with gorillas
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Credits
- Writers
- Philthy Rich
- Toohda Band$
- Lil Tray
- Skinny T
- Lil Steve