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letra de more money more problems (remix) - emdee wright

[chorus: jayjay lechopz]

a n-gga doin good got em wishin bad on me
took so many fouls they see me up now they hatin
the more money you got the more problems you’ll see
paper done changed people but it neva changed me
i ain’t even made it yet done lost sum n-ggas ’round me
you think that they gon ride they nowhere when sh-ts get real
n-ggas nowadays actin like real b-tches
they tell so many lies man why they so feminine

[verse 1: emdee wright]

n-ggas in my city, tryna put end to me
bunch of dummies acting all silly
saying stupid sh-t like f-ck emdee
more money, more problems
hate me for my money, hate me for my money
i’m so fed up with these n-ggas they so fake tho
pillow talking to these b-tches they two face tho
you think that they gon ride, until sh-t is getting real
nowhere to be found like accepting a deal
more money more problems, gotta use some knowledge
hate turn into violence, let’s take a moment of silence
break it down like science, y’all be needing some guidance
the perks of a new challenge, striving for some balance
ay, trynna dap me up like everything is fine
talking behind my back, this sh-t is outta line
and i be on my grind dawg working over time
be careful who you trust they be telling lot of lies
[chorus: jayjay lechopz]

[verse 2: jayjay lechopz]

in my own lane doing me, n-ggas think they compete
i stay up on my feet, got my head up i got me
if u ain’t with me you on my way, i just wanna get paid
f-ck the fame i want the money
pour me up sum drink i’m gon drink
late night i can’t sleep, devil tryna get me
5 am and i’m up, thinking bout a lotta stuff
i don’t bite my tongue ima speak up
got sum to say now wussup?
fake people get under my skin
some sh-ts i’ll neva forget
tryna keep my soul clean, every day i pray
devil tryna play me, god by my side so i don’t care
feel like sippin this lean, n-gga i’m so damaged
i be takin these meds, crashed the car could’ve been dead
i just wanna thank god that i’m still alive
i’m so blessed n-gga i just turned 25
ya know where i’m from n-gga that’s more life
sum n-ggas wishing they could still be alive
[verse 3: emdee wright]

i just wanna thank god yo
me and chopz, we just k!lling flows
we repping for the city, montreal we litty
fake n-ggas, they be fronting like b-tches
they lying to your face, acting all suspicious
momma told to me to always keep it real
crazy how they show their real colours like pleasantville

[chorus: jayjay lechopz]

- emdee wright

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