[Hook: Money Man]
Every night I pray to god
To bless me and the squad
Where the fuck was you when time was hard
Where the fuck was you when we had nowhere to go
When we was sleepin' on the floor
Where the fuck was these n***as
That's why I don't fuck with these n***as
Yeah

[Verse 1: Money Man]
I'm just gonna grind till I die, gotta keep me a fire
Just to keep me alive, you can meet me at five
If you buyin' a dime, that's 10 on n***a
Got 50 more, I just hit the club
Need 50 more, tried to keep it open, I shot through it
I hope every bullet done got to him
I love my first plug i owe alot to em
Yeah
Alot to em
The way I"m existing, Ya'll n***as so Iffy
My n***as sturdy, so shout out my city
Came in from the streets, It don't come with no benefits
N***as put bread on my head, they be wishin' me dead
But I'm fed up and i'll never let up
Dirty bitches plottin' on the setup
Only mission is to get my check up
Meanwhile where I'm from these n***as hate that you make it
Cherish your life cause a n***a might take it
Yeah
[Verse 2: Money Man]
How you gon act like you right when you wrong
I put my motherfuckin' heart in this song
I had some n***a just string me along
I had some n***a tried to rob my home
Sometimes I'm never too hard, I just be hustlin' hard
Don't need no bodyguard, I got some battle scars
Wait in bushes while we shoot at cars
Gamble money on some fuckin' cars
I fuck with street n***as and a couple stars
Just like a prisoner I'm spittin' these bars
Hit some gelato and go up to Mars
We don't give a fuck cause we'll go to war
Yea
They said pressure bust pipes but its makin' me stronger
I get on my knees and pray with the chopper

[Verse 3: BCShooter]
I'm strapped with the cannon and I'ma do damage
I won't hesitate let you fuck n***as have it
Shoot him in the face and push him in the casket
My n***a they rollin' coke we gotta pack it
N***as be pipin' we about that action
I ain't going back for none of you mans
Catch you in traffic then it gonna be tragic
Im living this life like a motherfucking savage
Then go get the money cause I gotta have it
Since the beginnin', BC we be winnin'
Got Reapers [?]
[?]
[?]
Yeah
Ain't' got no truck but respect how we be comin'
BC for life we be strapped up to armor
We take out the straps and aim at a target
And fuck an attempt its a killing in progress
Im fitta go batman and muthafuckin robin
And mount up the ship on a muthafuckin island
I hit lil mama now i got her smiling
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Im feelilng like stunna i might buy an island
Yo shit is cloudy dem ain't real diamonds
[?] shit i'own check the timimg
I know that they mad that we ran up a bag
And we only speak facts why these n***as be lyin'
We only speak facts why these n***as be lyin'