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CHORUS:
Stay loaded, all we ever do is go hard. Thatâs just the way we are. Canât control it, money in the bank WE ON! We just showing off; everywhere we go, everywhere we go, everywhere we go, everywhere we go; we go hard & thatâs for sho! Money falling out the sky we make it snow.
Verse 1:
It ainât free! But how much money you want to see? Ten million dollars in cash & add three. Letâs see how close we get to eighty then see how far we is from Haiti. Feeling like lately just acting up; cause the IRS ainât backing up. Just because Iâm making money & Iâm rapping in stuff; doesnât mean Illuminatiâs freaking backing me up. I want your cash, & your vitals, your credits & all your cheese; wonât stop til I own your banks & companies and; letâs play this real life Monopoly. Make a plan; and once you decide on your strategies. Move on! Make that money until itâs gone. Must be in love with the struggle I got a Jones and everybody know I hustle in my bones; now they want to take my blood & make clones cause my pockets.
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Verse 2:
I drop stacks like baby do tears, women see that wonât rhythm like a snare. But I give her the hand like pause, in other words Iâm saying â just get gone! Baby see the green, want to cut my lawn; cause she see me shinning, disco ball. See me at the table, sitting like a boss saying â she want to work but, sheâll get a job. (Naw)! Shorty yea! Hitting me with the sex play, she want to be up in my mix like a new tape. And it can be all a twist what the rules say. But Iâm a grown man, hereâs the room key. I know my 10wag faulting, but excuse me. Iâm so popular the name should be whoâs he? I speak to the dead, Eulogy! And if your money donât talk; you canât speak to me!
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