Tonart: D# minor
Intro 1
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Before the money, there was love
Verse 1
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Then came the money through a plug
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It's a shame this ain't enough, yo
Verse 2
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Sitting back plotting,
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jotting information on my nation
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Really started from the bottom,
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But they still planting plantations,
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Closed-minded men, men,
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pride is higher than the prices on your pradas
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Balenciagas, balance my soc
cer with the henny agua
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Me and my niggas tryna eat, you
The flow like plenty lava
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With just a penny I could
for me for twenty hours
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I swear these niggas wanna copy,
thanks for listening
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This kid ain't been the same since Big
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gie smacked me at my christening
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Watch your tradition and
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Cause your position on the top
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is switching right in front your face
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Rocking on this bass with rhymes,
I'm bustin' out
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He duckin' down, got some issues now,
headed for your house
So put the pistols down,
got that red dot on your nose
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Who put the clown on lock,
jaws like the blue knows
Froze, keep your mouth closed
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or you can see the soap, dog
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I got connections that guar
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anteed to see closed doors
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You hear that underground
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sonar
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The way I flows, this wisdom
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The Pros been on a mission
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Listen into the chamber, get
hyperbolic
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I raise stakes to keep the brolic
My bitches is macrocosmic, pass
the chronic
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The mastered sonics is lightyears
above your conscious
You're novice,
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but I got notes that strike nerves
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I promise your minds ain't
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So cut the BS, and don't
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worry where my jeans is
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An d PS: Your bitch a genius,
learnt from my penis
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I got dreams filling arenas
and breaking brackets
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while I'm cracking a Serena
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God bless the heaven that sent you
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But now I'm breezing out, baby,
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Shit is really real out here I said
Verse 3
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shit is really real out
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here
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Just trying to get a deal out
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here
Verse 4
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Who fucking with the rap supreme?
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the big preem came to collect the green
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I got a dollar and a dream,
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And I gotta get my mama off
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the scene
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Who fucking with the rap supreme?
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the big preem came to collect the green
I got a dollar and a dream,
know what I mean?
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And I gotta get my mama
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Cash ruined everything around
me
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Verse 6
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They say money is the root of all evil
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I see money as the root of all people
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Cause we all follow paper trails,
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And everybody gotta pay their bills,
Verse 7
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They say money is the root of all evil
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I see money as the root of all people
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Cause we all follow paper trails,
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And everybody gotta pay their bills,
Verse 8
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It's the dollar dollar bill, y'all
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It's the dollar dollar bill, it's the dollar bill that kills,
Interlude 1
y'all
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Be fore the money it was love But before
Verse 9
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the money it was tough
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Then came the money through a plug
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It's a shame this ain't enough
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