Money Man - The Definition lyrics

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Money Man - The Definition lyrics

[Hook] Don't need a watch to tell you what the time is She the definition Of what fine is I'm the definition of what the grind is I heard you lost n***a I hope you find it They see my j**elry and they got blinded I told some labels I gotta decline em She bent it over so I jumped behind it I took a lost and ain't no use of crying He play with me than everybody dying Whip up a contract I ain't gotta sign it I'm out in Cali just seen Kobe Bryant Come be my secret baby keep it quiet My n***as shooting like they from Iran We Rocking scarves like we from Pakistan I wish I never ever bite the hand that feed you Never ever let a broke n***a lead you [Verse] My baby momma telling me the fame getting to your head f** that sh** I been trapping all my life I'm thankful I ain't in the Feds Bc my brothers we breaking bread He go against us off with his head She wanna back it up on a real one She wanna shake that a** for a real one That n***a take trash ion feel em I bag em up and then I vacuum seal em b**hes be telling me I'm they favorite rapper Street n***as tell me I'm they favorite trapper f**ed up a grow cuz i was on the road Now my trap house conflicted with the shows Cooled down on swiping n***as made it hot I done hit every ATM they got I turned my condo into a dispensary Clientele steady hitting me Lil b**hes blowing up my line they tryna keep in touch they tryna come visit me I remember it so vividly on the Greyhound with a 100 peas I'm just so lucky they ain't bring the dogs out Hid a 100 gs in the dog house My neighbors suspicious they know imma plug It's time to move cuz they talking to much I'm tryna keep this sh** very discrete Can't have my buiness all over the streets Play with me I'll leave you dead in the streets [Hook] Don't need a watch to tell you what the time is She the defenition Of what fine is I'm the defenition of what the grind is I heard you lost n***a I hope you find it They see my j**elry and they got blinded I told some labels I gotta decline em She bent it over so I jumped behind it I took a lost and ain't no use of crying He play with me than everybody dying Whip up a contract I ain't gotta sign it I'm out in Cali just seen Kobe Bryant Come be my secret baby keep it quiet My n***as shooting like they from Iran We Rocking scarves like we from Pakistan I wish I never ever bite the hand that feed you Never ever let a broke n***a lead you [Outro] I'm the type to smoke a blunt on the people I done seen the money turn n***as evil I done seen the money change people

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