Money Makin Nique - 30 for 30 lyrics

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Money Makin Nique - 30 for 30 lyrics

(Curtis Williams: Intro) Danco, Yeah Look, I said (Curtis Williams: Verse 1) Making money ain't an issue its the only option So I got up on my mission and I didn't stop it n***as hating on the kid and I just wonder why I'm twenty-five and I ain't ever seen no numbers lie I let you figure out who tell the truth And ask about them where I'm from I really got the juice I've been reaping what I sow, And i've been getting rich So what that tell you about a n***a I'm a walking lick Poping pills to stay sane, make sure they know the name And you ain't catch me in your club unless I got the gang (Curtis Williams: Hook) I'm really with the sh**s, n***a f** an image Every day like game seven n***a f** a scrimmage (LightskinMac11: Verse 2) I've seen a lot of people, greased a couple palms Slept on a couple couches, I know you miss me moms I've been out all night don't, drink your self to d**h Backseat I'm dropping pills, i don't feel nothing else She want me for the thrill, I want her for the s** I hit her in them heels, uber to LAX (Rellajuma: Verse 3) Dreads lucid i move them Honestly whats you doing I plant a seed with my truancy I swear it was easy you knew it Crack PBRs with the truest Always stand in time I provide everything thats needed You see it Remember Watching you to it all Scottie 2 Hottie days n***as is easy I swear, ahhh (Curtis Williams: Hook) I'm really with the sh**s, n***a f** an image Every day like game seven n***a f** a scrimmage (Money Makin' Nique: Verse 4) Aye, I keep a fund just for the bail I get head in you coupe you can't do this sh** in jail Therefore I can't fail so i gotta get it like duh n***a Girlfriend you need a thug n***a Your n***a talk gunplay When i pressed him he had none with him So I'm done talking, just all actions, Danm hustler not ball capin' Every n***a on this team of our run his own ship, so we all captains n***a please answer to who we the f**ing higher ups Noise cancelation in the car Iaint no fire trucks Coop ugly like candelas, i've been buying these I never did no f**ing candelas, n***as minds is me And It ain't ever hide and seek, n***a I'm here Posted river side like n***as, like bishops at the rider meads I'm always with the hawk and jeans n***as never sparking nique I slam like Darrel Darkens Leave a n***a t-shirt soaking like a coffee bean Riding down Donalee wondering where imma be This time next year a beach house in Martinique I'm of this piece (Curtis Williams: Hook) I'm really with the sh**s, n***a f** an image Every day like game seven n***a f** a scrimmage

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