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letra de more money more problems - damjonboi

[intro]
(damjonboi)
where my strap at?

[verse]
run the racks through the sun, that’s some everyday sh-t
n-gga say he on the road, he ain’t even make sh-t
everything off the top, n-gga, this some gray sh-t
take his strap and beat his ass, n-gga, this some ape sh-t
i’m in miami smokin’ backwoods with the haitians
back to detroit followin’ truth for the dayshift
should’ve kept your mouth closed, i wouldn’t even say sh-t
eights on the caddy truck, set up like a sp-ceship
i’m tryna tell my young n-ggas get your money, f-ck a b-tch
if you catch me out dolo, better know i got stick
you ever seen a n-gga fall off and get back rich?
you ever seen a real n-gga turn into a b-tch?
had to turn up all my old hoes, ooh, i know they sick
walkin’ out the set, five thousand for a ‘fit
hm, twelve hundred for some kicks
only wore them b-tches twice, n-gga, we just livin’ life

[verse 2]
i f-cked my b-tch best friend, she told me go to h-ll
i be d-mned if them crackers throw me in the cell
these n-ggas droppin’ bullsh-t, i’m just bein’ real
i know my destiny was h-ll, but did i fail?
my mama probably think i’m in illuminati
’cause i pulled up to her crib in a new bugatti
chopstick on the seat, that b-tch ridin’ shotty
a n-gga dissed jonboi, that’s another body

- damjonboi

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