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Johnny Dinero
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I'll take the gamble
I'm betting my life on a dream
I'm hot like a fever
No bitch I'm outta your league
I'm up a few grand
You niggas at zero
No Superman cape
When Johnny pulls up
That nigga an anti-hero
Competition is null
Stay biting the method
Y'all niggas stay biting my people
Pull up to the show they screaming my name
ALHY stay runnin' the game
Came up from nothing, you niggas the same
Cloning, yall copy and paste
Fuck a comparison
Fuck a connection
It's me and myself and my bae
Was brought up on nothing
We first generation
No one had paved me a way
We up it and spin it and do it
Watch that boy do bullet dance
Fuck an advance you paying full
Betting my life on the plan
I went selling prescriptions
Watch my pharmaceuticals dance
I fell outta grace and rose to the top
Dinero is doing its thing
I feel like Dorado I'm inna new bimmer
Yeah I'm covered in gold
This girl is so heavenly yeah
She is worshiping me from head to toe
Remember how all of you niggas would watch
Now I'm up 5 more
Whole lotta cash in the bank
And a gun in the safe i upped the score,
I've been in my element do it with elegance
Bitch i do it with grace,
This shit is so evident moving excellence
Johnny got it off face,
Possessions and dreams and ambitions
I had no condition to stop me then,
You plotting against of a genius we pull up and bleed em
How you thought this would end
Skylights, bright line, night sky
Red Eye double cup, 95
If that nigga wanna talk we finna slide
When you see us at the door it's do or die
.38s .44s .45s
G3 FMJs take a spine
Said it once must've said a hunnid times
If you talking on the gang it's do or die
We pull up in foreign
The drip always flowing
Yeah johnny aint ever what you on
That nigga want pressure
We lead him and shoot em
We send em away inna shoe box
I feel like I'm Castro
Yeah Johnny no follower
I'm sending yo ass to the gulag
Truest religion
We making the digits
ALHY forever the new gods
You don't know where we been
You don't know what we seen
You don't know what we on, on
I bring me the cheese
I get me the green
You know what we on, on
Pull up with a 9 on my hip
Extendo the clip and a red dot on
That nigga wants pressure
He wants it with me
You know what time we on
Rollin the dice
You niggas is losing your lives
I'm ready to fight til I die
I'm ready to die for my pride, yeah
Look me in the eye
That nigga pulls up it's on sight
I'm eons ahead of the time
My spirits are one with my mind, yeah
King of Miami I come with that Heat
Quiet but I know they wanna be me
Nigga I'm Negus I'm really that king
Look at my aura, they say Elohim
Fresh outta county I sold me a p
Bought me some gold, bought me some teeth
Pussy ahh jit no self esteem
Workin, I'm shooting em lettin' em bleed
Skylights, bright line, night sky
Red Eye double cup, 95
If that nigga wanna talk we finna slide
When you see us at the door it's do or die
.38s .44s .45s
G3 FMJs take a spine
Said it once must've said a hunnid times
If you talking on the gang it's do or die
I got a laser on this chop
Push a p of re-up met the custy at drop
Nigga actin stupid had to wash him with the mop
Boy that pistol jammed, that's High Point this a Glock