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memphis martian - money music كلمات أغنية

[intro]
certified
money music, money music, money music
you know what i’m saying, this is how we gon’ do this sh_t, ya’heard me?

[verse]
aye, aye
this that getting money music, tune out all the fake hoes
n_ggas switch up for that bread, something like they dej loaf
always kept my circle small like i lowered my deadzones
like good kush, my head high, like my blunts, i stay strong
they loved me when i was on the ground, now they beef with a cash cow
mad they can’t outpass me, they wanna see me pass out
f_ck around, i’ll hit the mall on thеse n_ggas
i’m from memphis, it’s my tendеncy to ball on these n_ggas
i’ll have the world on my hands, the ‘net on my hands like i gotta firmly grasp it
rip black panther, i’ma get bands, that’s just a reminder, angela bassett
ain’t talking finsta, when we had spam from back in the days, felt like i was trapping
rice with the sugar, drink our spit or eating fried bologna out the sk!llet
i’ll beat the murder case for a dead beat, self_defense, it made me pop my sh_t
i’m ’bout to change my life in front of errybody who said “stop that sh_t”
overhype these rappers i don’t understand, but i’m the one get all the hate?
walk in that booth, i’ll k!ll me a beat for a band, who told you that crime don’t pay?
everyday it’s monotony like jessie wanna be my ex
i wanna f_ck on thottys with my weapon out, protected s_x
hoes all on my body, different colors, fortnite, changing skins
ice all on my body, police thought i was an immigrant
ruby diamonds, call them red links, trials hd
y’all done came across a real rapper, yall gon hate me
naruto sixth gate, that green, that be my aura
all y’all n_ggas been fake, y’all ain’t come down to support me
y’all call me garbage but eat off my plate when the bag get heavy
pull up in a brand new chevy, might turn that b_tch to a presi’
reservations, vip sections, nah, nostalgic! still go to wendy’s
n_gga wanna see lil kids naked but tell grown men “stop eating spaghetti”
what the f_ck?
aye, what that say? in god we trust
but i feel like a sinner, ’cause when i see them strips, i start to l_st
i’m smelling like money, i’ll never stink but getting that bag is a must
i’ll be spending them 20s, andrew jackson feel like he bout to throw up
we gon’ get them bucks, huh
we don’t give no f_cks, yeah
cooking it up in front of h__s, this rap sh__ like food trucks, huh
this weed i’m gon blow, i wish i’ll blow like dandelions
wish we wasn’t poor, i told my momma “mane, i’m trying”
say lil tony, what it do? this right here that money music
this that “we get money” and “i wish we had some money” music
tizzy ten, nostalgic!, i’m not a regular artist
said i’m an alien from tha south but want some green like a martian
[outro]
f_ck wrong with these n_ggas?
aye, lil tony, get at me, ya know?
make some shake, ya know?
real spill

- memphis martian

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