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Tucci - Visual Lyrics



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(Can't be broke)
I can't be broke i gotta' stack it up and gain my respect
They say money is power it's knowledge that get you a check
Scratch for a dollar just to buy black and smoke to the death
Yo' fix your collar you done payed the bills and drank up what's left
Wasn't getting money had to slang it just to look like the rest
Still had them dirty kicks but won't no nigga flame me for that
Nigga lifting up a household and put that bitch on his back
Gotta' thank the Lord for keeping me here now i'm sitting on a stack
Dollar signs all i see this shit get visual to me
I want that money man i'm chasing after green
I want them hundreds i'ma keep that shit a beam
Lean in my stomach codeine dripping out my spleen
I want that check, yeah
Ain't getting no rest
I'm working up all through the night so i can flex
And get that check, yeah
Okay, what's next
I'm out here working and grinding so i can flex
I want that check, yeah
Ain't getting no rest
I'm working up all through the night so i can flex
And get that check, yeah
Aight', what's next
Another dime for the day and nigga i'm set, yeah
I remember digging for them quarters just to go to the store
Mama hollering we took her change ain't got no liquor to cope
I'm tired of this i told to dooey nigga showed me the ropes
Rest in peace to that nigga showed me everything that i know
That was like my bro he looked out for me i was out of control
So many times i wanted to blast but he said to lay low
Can't trust no nigga or no bitch that's just the way things go
I told my mama one day i'ma get her that range rover
A big range rover, with them big things on her
A coupe for sis she like to ride with two things on it
I'ma keep two chains on, make sure that piece hang low
Let a nigga try and snatch it i'll make them things blow
Yeah
Dollar signs all i see this shit get visual to me
I want that money man i'm chasing after green
I want them hundreds i'ma keep that shit a beam
Lean in my stomach codeine dripping out my spleen
I want that check, yeah
Ain't getting no rest
I'm working up all through the night so i can flex
And get that check, yeah
Okay, what's next
I'm out here working and grinding so i can flex
I want that check, yeah
Ain't getting no rest
I'm working up all through the night so i can flex
And get that check, yeah
Aight', what's next
Another dime for the day and nigga i'm set, yeah
(Yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(This DonCity Records shit man that's what we do)
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(Can't be broke)
I can't be broke i gotta' stack it up and gain my respect
They say money is power it's knowledge that get you a check
Scratch for a dollar just to buy black and smoke to the death
Yo' fix your collar you done payed the bills and drank up what's left
Wasn't getting money had to slang it just to look like the rest
Still had them dirty kicks but won't no nigga flame me for that
Nigga lifting up a household and put that bitch on his back
Gotta' thank the Lord for keeping me here now i'm sitting on a stack
Dollar signs all i see this shit get visual to me
I want that money man i'm chasing after green
I want them hundreds i'ma keep that shit a beam
Lean in my stomach codeine dripping out my spleen
I want that check, yeah
Ain't getting no rest
I'm working up all through the night so i can flex
And get that check, yeah
Okay, what's next
I'm out here working and grinding so i can flex
I want that check, yeah
Ain't getting no rest
I'm working up all through the night so i can flex
And get that check, yeah
Aight', what's next
Another dime for the day and nigga i'm set, yeah
I remember digging for them quarters just to go to the store
Mama hollering we took her change ain't got no liquor to cope
I'm tired of this i told to dooey nigga showed me the ropes
Rest in peace to that nigga showed me everything that i know
That was like my bro he looked out for me i was out of control
So many times i wanted to blast but he said to lay low
Can't trust no nigga or no bitch that's just the way things go
I told my mama one day i'ma get her that range rover
A big range rover, with them big things on her
A coupe for sis she like to ride with two things on it
I'ma keep two chains on, make sure that piece hang low
Let a nigga try and snatch it i'll make them things blow
Yeah
Dollar signs all i see this shit get visual to me
I want that money man i'm chasing after green
I want them hundreds i'ma keep that shit a beam
Lean in my stomach codeine dripping out my spleen
I want that check, yeah
Ain't getting no rest
I'm working up all through the night so i can flex
And get that check, yeah
Okay, what's next
I'm out here working and grinding so i can flex
I want that check, yeah
Ain't getting no rest
I'm working up all through the night so i can flex
And get that check, yeah
Aight', what's next
Another dime for the day and nigga i'm set, yeah
(Yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(This DonCity Records shit man that's what we do)
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Writer: Tobias White
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Performed By: Tucci
Language: English
Length: 3:17
Written by: Tobias White

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