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(Hook) I’m laughin to the bank but ain’t a damn thing funny Bout the profit like Mohammed, homie all I want is money I’m just duckin from the haters, focused on this paper Tell them niggas on the side see you later Cus I ain’t got the time for it No, I ain’t got the time for it See homie I’ve been on my grind for it So I ain’t got the time for it (Verse) Look, feel like the top exactly where we pposed to be nigga It won’t be a opportunist close to me nigga I keep a piece, fuck yo peace nigga My lean buget match yo monthly rent in lease nigga A genius, she givin brains from that she made us I’m only bout a check, even got one out of Adidas These niggas mimic my moves, lookin like a hyped man On molly right now, even the fingers rollin, iceman George Gervin coupes, swerving while I’m switchin lanes Can’t put my trust in these niggas knowing that niggas changed So what’s the basis? Well rappers don’t know the basics Still not taking advice from those I wouln’t trade place with Without disrespect, I ain’t on no saving face shit Bout to crash and burn, my suggestion hit yo breaks quick Streets ugly, blocks need facelifts Letras de cancionesAnd even knowing that I still ain’t left em on that fake shit (Hook) I’m laughin to the bank but ain’t a damn thing funny Bout the profit like Mohammed, homie all I want is money I’m just duckin from the haters, focused on this paper Tell them niggas on the side see you later Cus I ain’t got the time for it No, I ain’t got the time for it See homie I’ve been on my grind for it So I ain’t got the time for it (Verse) Look, this game so something to you, turn you into a beast I’m on billboard charts but we still in these streets Nigga we got to eat, whole squad got it down Besides these rappers talkin bout me only my life fine Lord show me a sign, til then I’m showin no mercy On this road to the riches but that highway curvy If they fienin I’m swerving, if I’m nuttin she slurpin Keep a pistols on my purse and never claim to be perfect Both of my hands dirty, we just scratchin the surface Man yo past lookin shaky, spent yo whole life nervous Fuck with me while I’m workin, we hit yo block lurkin We just lookin and searchin, if we spot em we merk em (Hook) I’m laughin to the bank but ain’t a damn thing funny Bout the profit like Mohammed, homie all I want is money I’m just duckin from the haters, focused on this paper Tell them niggas on the side see you later Cus I ain’t got the time for it No, I ain’t got the time for it See homie I’ve been on my grind for it So I ain’t got the time for it From Letras Mania