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letra de money & problems - drakeo the ruler

[verse 1: lil travieso]
he think he ballin’ ’cause he got a couple thousand (sh-t)
told him, “tap in and put your money where your mouth is” (post that, b-tch)
backflip it, ain’t nothin’ to move a mountain (that ain’t sh-t)
so much profits and f-ck it, it stop countin’
i got knocked down a couplе times but i rised up (i’ma rise up)
lifе on me, tried to cross the p and he got lined up (get him out)
same night, we hit the buster side and it got striked up (bang)
another dead choppa waitin’ for the police to find ’em
i heard these busters tryna start some’ (where they at?)
the dea want me gone for life, but cannot solve nun’ (nah, they can’t find sh-t)
it’s money over b-tches, ran ’em up, b-tches (phew-phew, phew-phew)
but i’m quick to get it out a b-tch like i’m fenix (like i’m fenix)

[chorus: lil travieso]
why he still postin’ that buster? that’s a dead topic (yeah, ‘kay)
yeah, i got a lotta money, but i like robbin’ (yeah, robbin’)
my name ring bells in my state ’cause i’m really poppin’ (that’s what i’m sayin’)
i’m a real demon, you a muh’f-ckin’ net goblin (lil’ b-tch)
you worried ’bout a b-tch? that’s a big problem (sh-t)
i’m parked up all day in the impala (phew-phew-phew-phew)
i’m never hidin’, i always show my face when i’m out mobbin’ (p’s up)
too busy gettin’ to the money, no pit stoppin’
[verse 2: moneysign suede]
i’m with travi’, sh-t, you know we finna park
one thing, fo’ sure, you ain’t gon’ play me like a mark
it’s some’ outside? be ready to let it spark
sad to say, but my life just be dark
nun’ too much, the homies know i stand my ground
for my lean, mama always hold it down
a lot of people hate on me ’cause i make sound
i want you to know i ain’t ’bouta go out like a clown
i been gettin’ money, my pockets just be gettin’ fatter
ayy, we could shoot it out, just know the homie be shootin’ faster
i’m with spooky, with the toolie, i be tapped in
i got it on me, young suede, he never lackin’

[bridge: moneysign suede]
ayy, and i’on’ even gotta show it
why you got a gun if you ain’t even gon’ blow it?
ayy, and i’on’ even gotta show it
why you got a gun if you ain’t even gon’ blow it?

[chorus: lil travieso & drakeo the ruler]
why he still postin’ that buster? that’s a dead topic (yeah, ‘kay)
yeah, i got a lotta money, but i like robbin’ (yeah, robbin’)
my name ring bells in my state ’cause i’m really poppin’ (that’s what i’m sayin’)
i’m a real demon, you a muh’f-ckin’ net goblin (lil’ b-tch)
you worried ’bout a b-tch? that’s a big problem (sh-t)
i’m parked up all day in the impala (phew-phew-phew-phew)
i’m never hidin’, i always show my face when i’m out mobbin’ (p’s up)
too busy gettin’ to the money (you know the truth), no pit stoppin’
[verse 3: drakeo the ruler]
sh-t, don’t let me be the reason
why you singin’ like a reaper? cold devil, i’m a demon
mud walkin’ up in neiman’s
she’s a thottie, i’ma bleed her, gave it to him, he was evil
got the moves like justin bieber
we do this every season, wrist broke, i got a fever
rob me? b-tch, is you tweakin’?
you must think, “seen that sh-t on tv?”
you should watch yo’ tweets in peace
’cause we’ll strip n-ggas, you see us?
the stinc team, i had to bleed ’em, ugh

- drakeo the ruler

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