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Paroles de la chanson Money Power & Respect par G.T.
Frrt, frrt, beep
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
As soon as it dropped, this shit over with (Yeah, for real)
I'm gettin' older now, I can't really hang around unless I benefit
I would've went and bought a chain (For real), but that'd be ignorant (It do)
Why not buy some land (For real) and start buildin' it?
Shipped a foreign to the city, now it's an immigrant
Grateful 'cause it used to be a rental with some pills in it (Nah, for real)
Think about the ones I lost, you can see the chills from it (Yeah)
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
As soon as it dropped, this shit over with (Yeah, for real)
I'm gettin' older now, I can't really hang around unless I benefit
I would've went and bought a chain (For real), but that'd be ignorant (It do)
Why not buy some land (For real) and start buildin' it?
Shipped a foreign to the city, now it's an immigrant
Grateful 'cause it used to be a rental with some pills in it (Nah, for real)
Think about the ones I lost, you can see the chills from it (Yeah)
Ten toes down, bro, I really put my heels in it (For real)
Money, power, and respect (Ayy)
I used post up on the block, now it's Maybachs and jets (Yeah)
Tell me what's a rookie to a vet' (For real)
You can't roll with the big dogs and stay on the steps (For real)
Psh, in here blendin' with my mask on (Ayy, ayy)
Ran that shit up to put my mans on (Ayy)
You can drop me anywhere on Earth with a bank or phone
Guaranteed we get it gone, guaranteed we make it home
Used to wake up, break down, but that was gettin' old (Shh)
Money, power, and respect (Ayy)
I used post up on the block, now it's Maybachs and jets (Yeah)
Tell me what's a rookie to a vet' (For real)
You can't roll with the big dogs and stay on the steps (For real)
Psh, in here blendin' with my mask on (Ayy, ayy)
Ran that shit up to put my mans on (Ayy)
You can drop me anywhere on Earth with a bank or phone
Guaranteed we get it gone, guaranteed we make it home
Used to wake up, break down, but that was gettin' old (Shh)
This shit really sell itself if I touch a load (For real)
'Cause say it move a lot smoother when you sell 'em whole
Like I don't cater, fool, what I look like sweatin' over stoves? (For real, I feel 'em)
You ain't shit without a check (Ayy)
Boy, we the coach, you watchin' all our plays like a ref' (Yeah)
I say leave the blow at home, bring the meth (For real)
This shit so sweet, I'm wonderin' what's the catch (For real)
I done did a Morgan Town, I did the Lex (I did the Lex)
I got it off the 'bows ('Bows), I got it off that Rex (Yeah)
I sold it in the 'burbs (For real), I sold it in the 'jects (I did)
'Cause say it move a lot smoother when you sell 'em whole
Like I don't cater, fool, what I look like sweatin' over stoves? (For real, I feel 'em)
You ain't shit without a check (Ayy)
Boy, we the coach, you watchin' all our plays like a ref' (Yeah)
I say leave the blow at home, bring the meth (For real)
This shit so sweet, I'm wonderin' what's the catch (For real)
I done did a Morgan Town, I did the Lex (I did the Lex)
I got it off the 'bows ('Bows), I got it off that Rex (Yeah)
I sold it in the 'burbs (For real), I sold it in the 'jects (I did)
I'm really goin' hard (I am), but a nigga barely flex (I don't)
Money, power, and respect (Yeah)
I used post up on the block, now it's Maybachs and jets (Vroom)
Tell me what's a rookie to a vet' (For real)
You can't roll with the big dogs and stay on the steps (Nigga)
You ain't shit without a check (Yeah)
Boy, we the coach, you watchin' all our plays like a ref' (Yeah)
I say leave the blow at home, bring the meth
This shit so sweet, I'm wonderin' what's the catch (Yeah)
Money, power, and respect (Yeah)
I used post up on the block, now it's Maybachs and jets (Vroom)
Tell me what's a rookie to a vet' (For real)
You can't roll with the big dogs and stay on the steps (Nigga)
You ain't shit without a check (Yeah)
Boy, we the coach, you watchin' all our plays like a ref' (Yeah)
I say leave the blow at home, bring the meth
This shit so sweet, I'm wonderin' what's the catch (Yeah)
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