Money Man - No Fema lyrics

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Money Man - No Fema lyrics

[Intro: Jackboy] She my fantasy Swipin' just to feed my family [Pre-Chorus: Money Man] Every time I think 'bout Lil' Sosa, I get goosebumps I ain't pour no lines in a minute, it's been a few months All I got is hundreds in this bankroll, maybe a few ones All I got is 'za inside this load, it weigh a few tons All I twist is pressure in this paper, I need new lungs I already blew that money from yesterday, I need some new funds Had to throw that 35 away, I need a new gun Yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus: Money Man] She my fantasy Swipin' just to feed my family ni**a, no FEMA, but I need relief [Verse 1: Money Man] Yeah, I got money on my mind, I keep on havin' dreams Even though I'm evil, my girl good, she need some angel wings They can't survive where I grew up, that sh*t is too extreme They tried to get my dog to snitch, he'd rather kill himself And I can't blame him at all because he stood for somethin' These ni**as just got they hand out beggin', they all good for nothin' I'm thinkin' of a masterplan inside my garage, I'm watchin' Money Heist Larry got snitched on by a lame, they gave him double life Heard that ni**a was sweet and don't know his strains, I charge a higher price Shawty think sh*t was sweet, they backdoored him, he had to pay the price Make the wrong move inside these streets, you might pay with your life [Pre-Chorus: Money Man] Every time I think 'bout Lil' Sosa, I get goosebumps I ain't pour no lines in a minute, it's been a few months All I got is hundreds in this bankroll, maybe a few ones All I got is 'za inside this load, it weigh a few tons All I twist is pressure in this paper, I need new lungs I already blew that money from yesterday, I need some new funds Had to throw that 35 away, I need a new gun Yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus: Money Man & Jackboy] She my fantasy Swipin' just to feed my family ni**a, no FEMA, but I need relief [Verse 2: Jackboy] Yeah, I got money on my mind, so I'm out tryna scheme (So I'm out tryna scheme) All these hundreds, hard to stuff in my Amiris Jeans (Stuff in my Amiris Jeans) Fly lil' ni**a, I flew to Paris just to go cop Céline (Go cop Céline) Fly lil' ni**a, took off to the top and then I brought my team (Then I brought my team) I'm sendin' her in and out the bank, she helpin' me chase my dreams I'm sendin' her in and out the bank, I got a bad b*tch doin' fraud for me Prices on your head, I know a ni**a who come kill for me Come drill for me, I'm havin' way more tools than a mechanic Tryna take a ni**a up and through to get him up off this planet Every time I think 'bout I far came, I start to get chills Every time I think 'bout whoop-di-whoop, murder is all I feel Opps sayin' it's smoke, them ni**as gon' have to get some new lungs Now I gotta throw that fire away and buy some new guns [Pre-Chorus: Money Man] Every time I think 'bout Lil' Sosa, I get goosebumps I ain't pour no lines in a minute, it's been a few months All I got is hundreds in this bankroll, maybe a few ones All I got is 'za inside this load, it weigh a few tons All I twist is pressure in this paper, I need new lungs I already blew that money from yesterday, I need some new funds Had to throw that 35 away, I need a new gun Yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus: Money Man] She my fantasy Swipin' just to feed my family ni**a, no FEMA, but I need relief

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