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I've been meditating with the money
Prayin' for the paper
Focused on the funds (TrePounds)
I've been meditating with the money
I've been dedicated to the dollars
Got a bank and they started acting funny
I done always kept that shit one hundred
I've been meditating with the money
I've been dedicated to the dollars
Got a bank and they started acting funny
But I done always kept that shit one hundred
One hundred, one hundred
I done always kept that shit one hundred
Hundred miles they runnin'
Offer me a run and all, your girlfriend got to runnin'
You gon' probably hear me 'fore you see me comin'
Turn a bitch to Stevie Wonder, I was pushin' keys
Go hard and I black on the street
Put the crack in the streets
Heard fake make it shake, yeah I had to get the cheese
I'm a wolf, you are lookin' like it's something to eat
Gotta feed me like the eagles, scream every week
If I went down when we was deep
Would you come down and still be freaky?
All that phone sex left her leakin'
This call keep on beepin'
And she can't see why that phone keep hanging up for no reason
I've been meditating with the money
I've been dedicated to the dollars
Got a bank and they started acting funny
I done always kept that shit one hundred
I've been meditating with the money
I've been dedicated to the dollars
Got a bank and they started acting funny
But I done always kept that shit one hundred
One hundred, one hundred
I done always kept that shit one hundred
Focused on the funds, loading up my drum
Probably ain't nothing but the crumbs, I been counting up the hundreds
Type of money bought her everything she wanted
Now their hair braided like their name was Pocahontas
She tryna chase me like an animal she huntin'
Every time I pull up, she start gunning, oh
She shoot it down like it's nothing
I was counting up blue hundreds
I ain't never change, stackin' up the paper
I could never change, I ain't never been no hater
Always been one hundred, I was everything she wanted, oh
She don't want a broke boy, she need a nigga getting hundreds
I've been meditating with the money
I've been dedicated to the dollars
Got a bank and they started acting funny
I done always kept that shit one hundred
I've been meditating with the money
I've been dedicated to the dollars
Got a bank and they started acting funny
But I done always kept that shit one hundred
One hundred, one hundred
I done always kept that shit one hundred
(feat. OMB Peezy)
[03 Greedo:]
AceTheFace
03, havin' it, havin' it, havin' it
Havin' it, havin' it
Ron Ron do that shit
Havin' a hundred bands (a hundred), havin' a hundred band conversation
Money and rubber bands, I put the money right back in rotation
It's a money situation, lil money, big faces (yeah yeah)
Havin' a hundred bands, havin' a hundred band conversation
Havin' a hundred bands, havin' a hundred band conversation
Money and rubber bands, I put the money right back in rotation
It's a money situation, lil money, big faces (yeah yeah)
Havin' a hundred bands, havin' a hundred band conversation
Havin' it, havin' it, handling packages, 'member we never was having shit
Probably 'cause my lil habitat rarely successes and average hate, just be mad at me
Havin' an attitude like they don't have a bitch, maybe 'cause you sellin' half of shit
Haven't seen half of it, have you went after it?
Have you been accurate? happy my time got immaculate
You haven't been where I've been and you sure haven't macked a bitch
Happy feet with the brick stack when I dance on it
I get the budget to step on it
Have you been fugitives, not with the foolishness
That's where the tooly is, dirty pineapple look like an Orange Julius
Dropped out of school but I stay where the ruler is
No we ain't cool but I'm cold as the cooler is
Music helped a nigga live, now I gotta feed the kid
I can't blow a nigga wig, so I put a hundred on his wig
Havin' a hundred bands (a hundred), havin' a hundred band conversation
Money and rubber bands, I put the money right back in rotation
It's a money situation, lil money, big faces (yeah yeah)
Havin' a hundred bands, havin' a hundred band conversation
Havin' a hundred bands, havin' a hundred band conversation
Money and rubber bands, I put the money right back in rotation
It's a money situation, lil money, big faces (yeah yeah)
Havin' a hundred bands, havin' a hundred band conversation
[OMB Peezy:]
Havin' a hundred grand conversation
I'm runnin' to them bands, I ain't playin'
I do the dash in that Benz
Fuck the police 'cause they thought I was racin'
I had to go to a different location
White fans made me stop being racist
That bitch got mad at me, callin' my other one
Whip out my dick and put nut on her face
Taste it
I'm sippin' purple and smokin' on purple
That fuse of purple be me lazy
Boom, we slidin' for murder, you know that's my type of occasion
Ayy, I got a hundred bands for you to put his face on the pavement
Hop out with my gun in hand, make you do the running man
I just might kill your daddy, for the shit that his son was sayin'
Hop out with my gun in hand, make you do the running man
I just might kill your daddy, for the shit that his son was sayin'
Peezy
[03 Greedo:]
Havin' a hundred bands (a hundred), havin' a hundred band conversation
Money and rubber bands, I put the money right back in rotation
It's a money situation, lil money, big faces (yeah yeah)
Havin' a hundred bands, havin' a hundred band conversation
Havin' a hundred bands, havin' a hundred band conversation
Money and rubber bands, I put the money right back in rotation
It's a money situation, lil money, big faces (yeah yeah)
Havin' a hundred bands, havin' a hundred band conversation
(feat. Dubba-AA)
[03 Greedo:]
Like Prospect
I'm in the club doin' the same... 03
Same old two step
She ain't scared to come to the gutter
She pull up just like she should
She don't let me leave without money
She dump the guts out my wood
She put that lean in my beverage
When she load my heat she look sexy
Put me back on my feet when I stepped in
That's why I treat her so good
Put me back on my feet when I stepped in
That's why I treat her so good
First off I got it lit like Prospect
I'm in the club doin' the same old two step
Living legends, all the lost ones I respect
Drakeo make a sneak diss and hit the reject
Hands up, this ain't no nae nae, we gon' hit them folks
In East Atlanta really whippin' with the kitchen fork
Bitch ride with me, my bitch ride for me
My bitch lie for me and my bitch ride on me
Even though I'm from South California
Took her down on the south side of Florida
On the run, she let me dog all 'til the morning
I can't show up to no girl without a Laurie
[03 Greedo (Dubba-AA):]
She ain't scared to come to the gutter
She pull up just like she should
She don't let me leave without money
She dump the guts out my wood
She put that lean in my beverage
When she load my heat she look sexy
Put me back on my feet when I stepped in
That's why I treat her so good
(La la la la, la la la)
Put me back on my feet when I stepped in
(La la la la, la la la)
That's why I treat her so good
[Dubba-AA:]
Yeah I love all of my bitches
They treat me just like they should
Cannot fuck with no bitch if she bougie
That's 'cause I'm straight from the hood
Young nigga, need a Beyonce
She super bad, and do what I say
Keep the money comin' in like every day
From MIA to the West like Kim K
I don't really like to move, really like to dance
'Cause I got the tool off in my pants
Baby is you gon' ride for me?
If it go down is you gon' slide for me?
[03 Greedo:]
She ain't scared to come to the gutter
She pull up just like she should
She don't let me leave without money
She dump the guts out my wood
She put that lean in my beverage
When she load my heat she look sexy
Put me back on my feet when I stepped in
That's why I treat her so good
Put me back on my feet when I stepped in
That's why I treat her so good
(feat. Yhung T.O)
[03 Greedo:]
03, ayy
Try my gang and it's aim, make it bang
Choppa, I don't need no aim
SOB x RBE in this bitch
Yhung T.O and 03 in this shit
Gucci penny loafers to my big blue faces
I'ma keep it packed like the Gucci suitcases
Crippin', but I stay away from chubby shoelaces
Hit his ass once, but he bled in two places
Rosé everything, got expensive taste, bitch
"How you clean your ice?" Bitch, I use toothpaste
That baby faced baby loc, baby sit in paper
Child support? Yeah, right, my BM gettin' payments
[Yhung T.O:]
Young nigga got rich and I ain't looked back since
I got diamonds in my mouth, I got clips on clips
I got sauce, might drip, I got straps like T.I.P
I got shooters on call, them niggas shoot, don't miss
I got times I quit, but them times ain't shit
Sit y'all niggas on a [?], don't get respect for assist
I got times when I'm calm, most times might trip
All these niggas wanna ride and ain't providin' a lick
[03 Greedo:]
Buy my bitch a purse, for my daughter and my shooter
It's $10,000 for a verse, you won't show if you a loser
Yeah maybe you is real, but a pussy introduce us
If I feel that you is real, I might just do it off the strength
A nigga, bossman, ice man, buzzin'
She creep up like a wolf, I make a howlin' sound and bust it
Goddamn, we just friends, fuck it
That pussy got me hooked so I might make her be my woman
[Yhung T.O:]
Got some niggas that'll slide if he dubbin' this bitch
Love'll get you killed, and you lovin' that bitch
If I had to make a choice, I'd make a nigga strip
I need money, every dollar, every chain in this bitch, nigga
Fuck fame, all my niggas gettin' paid
And these niggas don't want smoke, all these niggas gettin' saved
Niggas talk crazy when they typin' on that page
I got demons in real life for niggas thinkin' that they brave
[03 Greedo:]
Any side of California, people know I'm very loyal
Strap game made me royal, rap game made me spoiled
She doin' my dreads butt-naked with Jamaican oils
I'm eatin' Jamaican food and [?] this early mornin'
Hella horny, I can't fuck a bitch if her lil' body bony
She say, "Boy, you sleepin', I'ma teach you" then she hopped up on it
Goddamn, she get it in, I'ma fuck everybody
I be out here shittin' on these niggas like a port-a-potty
[Yhung T.O:]
All these diamonds on my neck, I'm the main attraction
I'm that nigga, settin' plays like I'm Phil Jackson
Sendin' shots without no guns, that's a lil' backwards
Suckers sufferin' financially, niggas Twitter trappin'
And you will get your ass smoked with all that Twitter yappin'
I mean like way less talk and more interaction
Got some niggas I can't trust that I'm still attached with
Know some niggas who be actin' but they really actresses
[03 Greedo:]
Jordan down, project party, turn it to a private party
Had to spend the night with shawty, woke up eatin' calamari
Finna cop a white Ferrari, smash up on the cops, I'm sorry
Blow a bag and cop BVLGARI, iPhone X, forgot the charger
Genius, but I'm half-retarded, walk in with the MAC and target
Bitch, I push a hard bargain, blowin' on Nintendo cartridge
Racks, my bitch on Dolly Parton, big titties
Knockin' at the door, she flodgin', end up on that milk carton, bitch nigga
[Yhung T.O:]
All my niggas really demons, get to shootin' for no reason
Catch a sucka tryna slide and have him standin' where we leave him
And I'm goin' 'gainst the odds, but all my hundred dollars even
All my niggas with the beefin', all you niggas turn to bleedin'
I don't even want your bitch, still attackin' for the weekend
I got money on my mind, I know exactly what you thinkin'
I know temptation, and bitch, you'd be a dumb bitch to tempt me
I got triggers on these semis, squeezin' 50 'til it's empty, bitch
If I go back
Turbo
Go back to jail, would you ride?
If I go back to jail, tell me would you stay right by my side?
If I go back
If I go back to jail
I'm tryna hide from hell, I hope I'm makin' bail
I keep them drugs on scales, are you gon' be for real?
I want your love like Kelis said, tell me everything, I need it
Tell me are you gon' see bae?
When I send out that message, would you send me that package?
Workin' hard so all that access
These niggas never been to prison
So they can't understand what I said
In it for bread, been indicted by the feds
If I go back to jail, would you ride for a nigga?
If I go back to jail, would you lie for a nigga?
I'm tryna run from hell, ride for a nigga
I hope I make the bail, lie to a nigga
If I go back to prison, would you send me some pictures?
Would you buy that cell, and you know we gettin' richer
I put her on that Backpage, yeah
Bitch we fell in love backstage, yeah
If I just gave you bars, would you ride on a nigga?
If I just came too hard, would you lie to a nigga?
And say that you loved, I'm who you fuck with
Never left when it was ugly, that's how I know you love me
If I go back to jail, would you ride?
Go back to jail, would you lie for a nigga?
Baby don't hide from a nigga
When I'm gone just get high for a nigga
If I don't get a deal, like this lil nigga
Or is you givin' up?
Or you just don't give a fuck
If I'm gone for less than three years, don't give it up
If I go back to jail