F.A.N. - Blow Money lyrics

[Hook] We in the 773 Steady smokin' trees All this cash up in my pocket Makin' me the centerpiece We in the 773 Steady smokin' trees This the Windy city b**h We blow money in the breeze [Verse 1:K.O.] Steady smokin trees You know how it be Take out the key We smoke up a g I smoke down my g's They pay no fee To the n***as laid down by the semi automatics Rest in peace i'm packin a bowl to them n***as who had it Smoke in peace To the n***as that say that they cannot handle it Take a seat Rest your feet That's bench time that drose DR Smokin OG So n***as know I stay froze, i stay stuck that's hang time High as hell no jet pack smokin loud pack Smoke so thick i need a gas mask Swimmin in that mota smoke, that cesar Been jammin' with them benjamins So much cash i can burn a stack So much cash i can burn a stack So much cash i can burn a stack Thirsty a** hoes want me because i got a bod Thick a** hoes worship ya n***a To them b**hes I am god Married to the money, that's true religion All this cash in my pocket that's recognition Petty broke a** n***as chase it Me and my n***as made it Even the haters believe in it We up in the chitown smokin it Blow money in breeze blaze Haters come get you a whiff of this [Hook] We in the 773 Steady smokin' trees All this cash up in my pocket Makin' me the centerpiece We in the 773 Steady smokin' trees This the Windy city b**h We blow money in the breeze [Verse 2: Chris Austin] We come in peace like t**ng nuns F.A.N. run it cause we all for one f** the cops they none for none Me and your b**h, yeah that's one on one Yeah you know that I got I'm on top the game like a jumbo screen I'm choppin heads like a guillotine I'm winning just like I'm Charlie Scheen Charlie's Angels on my team I got bad b**hes to the extreme You know my diamonds shine and they gleam I live the life you want when you dream It's hard out here in the 773 This the place where the cops don't come through This the place where your dreams don't come true This the place we blow more money than Malibu I grew up in the city with nothing Now I hustle so you know I got something The rest of y'all boys just frontin' I knock it out the fence non buntin' Yeah you know that I got money this my money not your money You know we F.A.N. and we ballin' So we Blow Moneyx4 b**h, we blowin money I'm smoking blunts and I got kush I sold weed to Obama I'm dropping bombs like I'm George Bush So you don't want no drama You know F.A.N. got what you want We got what you want so we flaunt it [Hook] We in the 773 Steady smokin' trees All this cash up in my pocket Makin' me the centerpiece We in the 773 Steady smokin' trees This the Windy city b**h We blow money in the breeze [Verse 3: Tony Harris] This that chi city, that murder rate FAN run it we murder snakes Gotta' plan big when you know the stakes So we plan sh** just to show these haters That our plans did what you know you can't Come summer Ima' show em a place called rap Momma been told me don't chase no rap sh** it's better than hustlin' in a place called a trap So It's f** all that With a demeanor to be meaner til' we I make it and I mean it A dream for a dreamer ain't waitin' where you sleepin' So I ain't sleepin' Hide money in these bars Explore where I'm from Threats of me breathin' in a world full of stars Disguised from afar Words to the wise Demise of the Chi Ride til I die in a sky lackin' trust Night time in the Chi, mac 9, What you trust On the grind Til' I rust Money ain't waitin' no time for you f**s At the finish line and I'm timing you bruh' Lining you up Funny that they hatin', perfect timin' for us Confined to the bucks, plus of gunshots Gotta' make it out, just one shot Living is in doubt when the sun drops The block not for yo' boy n***as'll Spy on you, ride on you, stabbin' you boy Blastin' you, grabbin' you , draggin' you boy Right on yo boy I ride with my boys Getting' right quicka', with some new plans Unite the chi n***a, that's a new clan n***as ain't shooters cause they die to much Most of'em losin', cause they lie to much So when you see a n***a movin', don't lie too us Uh uh We don't blow money Blow money, blow money