Money Andy
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Good job Cookin Soul
Sock it to me
You never know 'til you finally go there
Mama told me dream big like my forehead
My wig pushed back, ten racks to get repaired
We'll I guess I'm fuckin' bitches in knitted caps again
Skip the baggage claim, went straight to Rodeo
Fashion week in Paris, never left the hotel
Ragging on my swag, I'd rather let these hoes tell
And they wonder when I'm stoppin'
Your guess as good as mine man
Drip on faucet like I came from the Oscars
Tell Christoph I need more winter time options
I came in and got love from the authors
You came in and got hit with foreign objects
Redken Wool on my noggin, but I remember the time when
Back when ain't nobody love us, back when everybody frontin'
We was praying' for some bad weather, keep our pockets flooded
This was way before before the hurricane when we could see it comin'
How much for a brick, if I flip?
Lately I been wonderin'
Go to hell or get a job, fuck you niggas buggin'
I was made to beat the odds
Something outta nothin'
You afraid to take a loss
I lost my older brother, sister, father, auntie, cousin
I got nothin' left but y'all
Hocking rubies from the jockeys
Just another jewel bitch
Now I got the sauce, okay now I got the juice
Hey, if I rep the knock, even when ya nip a new whip
My first release party, twelve niggas came through it
First I got a lawyer
Moved my mom to Georgia
Copped my sis a Honda, talkin' 'bout spoiled
If I can't get radio, I'm snatchin' up the products
Apple, Google, Amazon, Spotify
Shouts out to Justin, shouts out to Sauer
Ain't no commercial, they gon' run me every hour (every hour)
Okay. You gon' run me every hour (every hour)
Okay? You gon' run me every hour (facts)
First I had my heart broke
Then I had my heart mend
Then I had a, heart-to-heart with my conscience
Rest in peace to Mac
Wish you was alive still
And if we get to meet,
Imma roll you up some ganja
Imma roll you up some ganja (yeah man)
I appreciate it man, look
That double XL freestyle was kinda ass
So I couldn't hit the leakers without spittin' straight gas
And I'm on the war path and I brought my team back
Shout out to Aftermath, 12Tone, and Free Nash
(That's right)
(Get money anytime we doin' it)
(Anderson .Paak in the building)