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Panel on the wall with my name covered in gold Don't let money get too old, all that cheese it turn to mold So I spend it when I get it , all this dough turn to spaggetti Bigoli and vermicelli, get me full, no I won't let it I want my name to be top of list First thing I do is I'm dropping a hit Imma keep working and working 'Till nobody can say my quality's fallin' a bit I'm here to prove I can do it with less I'm feeling full from consuming the stress Promised myself that this will be my year And there ain't no chance I'm ever losing a bet 7 figures that was always the goal I need it to fill the hole in my soul I been struggling with goin' against So maybe it's time that I go with thе flow They put this shit on and turn on the noise If you listеn you can learn from my voice Incinarating all the competition like Toy Story 3 where they burn all the toys I want more, I want more, let's see what you have in store I want more, I want more, 'till I won't fit through the door I want more, I want more, all the money in galore Lemme chase after the paper, 'till I can't go anymore I want more, I want more, let's see what you have in store Letras de cancionesI want more, I want more, 'till I won't fit through the door I want more, I want more, all the money in galore Lemme chase after the paper, 'till I can't go anymore In my own room, I've been talking to shadows They told me I gotta get out the shade Fuck it, I know what to do, I know I gotta Persue my passion, I won't let it fade My passion for rapping, my passion for singing You see my practicing it everyday I dont need to pay a lady for telling the future 'Cause I already know my fate Two mill' for a feat, that shit been a dream Turn red like you bleed, if you're coming my seat Best be ready for the heat (yeah) I won't save you a spot, this is all that I got Not even taking shots, all my lines are just hot That's the one thing you're not Fill up the bank 'till I only see commas, then empty it all for Benz Make me a couple of bangers and drop em and do all of that shit again I could save it for the kids of my kids so they never have to work a day Still I spend it all today, numbers aren't meant to stay All My bars go harder than lines of coke I be spitiing so hard, I made her soak She tripping on me 'cause I am so dope Shibari baby, she gave me the rope Never do somthing I don't want Somebody call 911 My grandmama just my heard me rap and She fell to the ground, it's done I be driving in my own lane Dressed in black, it's like I'm Bruce Wayne My behaviour ain't this bad, man And I just hope that I ain't too late I be rapping like it's christmas eve Not a vegan but I don't like beef I've been spending so much money I looked at my bank account and I thought there was a thief I want more, I want more, let's see what you have in store I want more, I want more, 'till I won't fit through the door I want more, I want more, all the money in galore Lemme chase after the paper, 'till I can't go anymore I want more, I want more, let's see what you have in store I want more, I want more, 'till I won't fit through the door I want more, I want more, all the money in galore Lemme chase after the paper, 'till I can't go anymore Last stretch like broken jeans Stay back when I fight my fiends Get the money by any means Stacking paper like lawyer fees Me and the money like Ratchet and Clank It gotta look like an ocean, I'm Frank Only way that I be fishing for bank It's not enough if this shit doesn't stank More money, I never get enough Pour honey and she licking it off All for me when she dripping down low So lucky when I'm sipping it all Screaming so hard she be making me deaf Never am I gonna let her get half I want more and more and more and untill there's nothing left I want more, I want more, let's see what you have in store I want more, I want more, 'till I won't fit through the door I want more, I want more, all the money in galore Lemme chase after the paper, 'till I can't go anymore From Letras Mania