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mhc cj - foreva money hungry كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(cheeno beats)
nah, i hear you

[verse 1]
the way my, brother clutched a bl!ck
you would think that he got arthritis
i ain’t talkin’ bout molly
born in [?], all you gon’ here is sirens
youngin’ from the bottom
he hungry but i’d rather give him guidance
yhea i’m money hungry, i can’t fashion; screamin’ f_ck everybody
i might cut off these n_ggas hands cause i don’t care if they don’t feel me
young n_gga on go, no i ain’t stopping; i ain’t yielding
yo hoe know the business, she walked in; i already nailed her
hoes did me like jannat, i had to murder all my feelins
i shot my shot, like play off pete; it was just like michael smart
them times i’m sure like kevin, now they let me take their heart
hit the hoe like super man, she said she can’t take it no clark
i ain’t talkin’ bout 2k but i’m doin’ my best to play my part
yhea yhea yhea, i’m my momma’s son
crazy how some of my dogs played, you’d think they played the ones
i got some n_ggas in the box, i’m talkin’ bout captain crunch
i swear i’m money hungry for real, i ain’t never miss no lunch
you would think i popped the blue pill the way i’m goin’ hard
that n_gga playin’ like he gang, like oooh they pulled his card
you would think i played for skirts the way i’m playin’ for them ball
got my money comin’ fast, the cash super charged
bank roll super large, oh my lord
ball just like the murder team, shout out [?]
i feel like a sinner cause i can’t let down my guard
n_ggas bite the swag soft, cause i’m poppin’; torch
nah for real
twenties, fifties; hundreds
god d_mn
young n_gga money hungry
for ree i rest my stomach
f_ck around, fold a n_gga act like a omelet
we ball game, we ball like turner
told a n_gga don’t test me, i ain’t johnny
these bank rolls, put that on my momma
yhea n_gga havin’ drip, i ain’t talkin’ bout a sauna
yhea n_gga i’m on one
(yhea)
you think my plug play with [?]
he had his homerun
(on god)
she bought a n_gga mad as h_ll cause they can’t even hit they door up
you would think i’m sick cause money hungry, imma throw up
(imma throw up)
imma throw up
(yhea)
big bank, ruin my denim
f_ck these hoes and then forget em
real solid, real n_gga
can’t change on the game
imma slide wit em
f_ck it, have it
put it in my name, i might go and cop a chain
thats how you know i go insane, yhea
got real drip, i don’t need no stylus
young n_gga fly n_gga like a pilot
still with the crew, we wildin’
(we wildin’)
round with the crew, we solid
real ones movin solid
(yhea yhea)

- mhc cj

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