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115Jai - Money Come Lyrics



115Jai - Money Come Lyrics
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I can't f*ck with the club
Lately I been on a mission
I'm tryna stack five dubs
I'm always up to 'some
These people want my sympathy
But never gave me none
That chop sound like a tympany
It got that thunder drum
Risking my life every day
Like I got other ones
I rather post up out the way
Cause I don't like no one
I used to lay in bed and pray to god that money come
Treadmill
Wake up everyday
I gotta run it up
I'm still
Focused on the paper
She just wanna f*ck
Blue pills
Used to pop a thirty like a jelly bean
Blue bills
Stimulate my mind more than anything
Red dot
My lil bro
He's a marksman
Leave you dead
Pop
Cooking up with sissy in that kitchen
It get red hot
Whippin' up these hits
Just a like a game
We playin' Sega
I don't give no f*cks about
What they say
Need it on paper
You cant lose your head
That's when this shit really get dangerous
Gotta calm down
I can't take no handout from nobody
Keep my palms down
I'm tryna come Osama
F*ck a mansion
Need a compound
It's time to drop the anchor
For that shit you gotta stay down
I don't mind staying down
Till I come up
Long as I drop double R's
Or a Bentley truck
I'll be good nigga
Every time we drop a hit
They know it's us
When you don't see me at the club
You know what's up
I can't f*ck with the club
Lately I been on a mission
I'm tryna stack five dubs
I'm always up to 'some
These people want my sympathy
But never gave me none
That chop sound like a tympany
It got that thunder drum
Risking my life every day
Like I got other ones
I rather post up out the way
Cause I don't like no one
I used to lay in bed and pray to god that money come
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I can't f*ck with the club
Lately I been on a mission
I'm tryna stack five dubs
I'm always up to 'some
These people want my sympathy
But never gave me none
That chop sound like a tympany
It got that thunder drum
Risking my life every day
Like I got other ones
I rather post up out the way
Cause I don't like no one
I used to lay in bed and pray to god that money come
Treadmill
Wake up everyday
I gotta run it up
I'm still
Focused on the paper
She just wanna f*ck
Blue pills
Used to pop a thirty like a jelly bean
Blue bills
Stimulate my mind more than anything
Red dot
My lil bro
He's a marksman
Leave you dead
Pop
Cooking up with sissy in that kitchen
It get red hot
Whippin' up these hits
Just a like a game
We playin' Sega
I don't give no f*cks about
What they say
Need it on paper
You cant lose your head
That's when this shit really get dangerous
Gotta calm down
I can't take no handout from nobody
Keep my palms down
I'm tryna come Osama
F*ck a mansion
Need a compound
It's time to drop the anchor
For that shit you gotta stay down
I don't mind staying down
Till I come up
Long as I drop double R's
Or a Bentley truck
I'll be good nigga
Every time we drop a hit
They know it's us
When you don't see me at the club
You know what's up
I can't f*ck with the club
Lately I been on a mission
I'm tryna stack five dubs
I'm always up to 'some
These people want my sympathy
But never gave me none
That chop sound like a tympany
It got that thunder drum
Risking my life every day
Like I got other ones
I rather post up out the way
Cause I don't like no one
I used to lay in bed and pray to god that money come
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Writer: Jay Sambois
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Performed By: 115Jai
Language: English
Length: 2:04
Written by: Jay Sambois
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