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logy1 - money lyrics

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[intro]
two, two can minus seven million 20 suns
i need money without guns

[verse 1]
2 plus 4 equals the time the math changes to red (red)
the days of my life with stories i can’t tell sad
makes me feel like freezing but why am i still like bad (bad)
freedom is not cheap when i shoot you taste to death

i can’t say this rap but when i like freestyle rap (rap)
demon n_ggas tryna make routing in my head
if you hear this melody, use it like a rap (rap)
4 plus 4 when making this math like rap
[chorus]
i, i might make a volume type with money guns
two, two can minus seven million 20 suns
i, i cold, cold as a mind that wants to run
big. big companies make them group and make guns

[pre_chorus]
money, money, money, done
i need money without guns
money, money, money, done
i need money without guns

[verse 2]
you always say f_cked up when i start making progress scenes
with a slight step back, i saw a criminal making jeans
f_ck you guys make real money green and color twins
i know the word is so lit, i’m lit like making a scene

i count 2 plus 4, with every chance i get
40 games with fraud, they all want me dead
real life if you want to know, looks life like sad
process with 7 goals the enemy wants to chat

[chorus]
i, i might make a volume type with money guns
two, two can minus seven million 20 suns
i, i cold, cold as a mind that wants to run
big. big companies make them group and make guns
[pre_chorus]
money, money, money, done
i need money without guns
money, money, money, done
i need money without guns

- logy1

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