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letra de money motivations - gloc le$nar

[aye run that sh-t up chase!]

yeuh

i mean, i ain’t even gonna say too much on this one
let y’all know how i’m comin
look

[chorus]
aye money motivations momma wonder why i’m different (why i’m different)
i’ve been chasin paper homie i been on a mission (on a mission)
i can feel the hate (uh huh) i can feel the tension (i feel the tension)
y’all can not relate so stay the f-ck up out my business (yuh)
i been down for so long can’t just go home
i can’t let it go (no)
been movin solo b-tch i’m so cold
i just want the dough (i want it)
i been down for so long can’t just go home
i can’t let it go (no)
been movin solo b-tch i’m so cold
i just want the dough

[verse 1}
aye once i get it started i’m the one that’s gonna finish it
i can turn a 14 into 20 like a chemisist
might shoot up your block and go pay off all of the witnesses
lebron james with the glock cuz when i shoot my range is limitless
finesse ’em then i skirt off (skirr)
i’m servin’ with my shirt off (skirr)
i bust open my wallet now your b-tch tryna take her skirt off (d-mn)
i’m ridin’ ’round with bigs, we just tryna get all these percs off (b-tch)
can’t speak on what i did, cuz that bullsh-t don’t concern y’all (nah)
[break]
i done told y’all i’m different when it comes to this sh-t
told y’all i’m on a whole ‘nother level
let the beat right for a second (yuh, aye)
[aye run that sh-t up chase!]

[verse 2]
look, back to my city it ain’t no discussion
sippin’ on wop, but i serve robitussin
f-ck on your b-tch and go f-ck on her cousin
my swishers are sweet, my backwoods russain
just tell me the facts don’t care ’bout assumptions
run up them racks, i love them blue hundreds
smokin’ on thrax, my vision is fuzzy
don’t care ’bout no ho, cuz i want the money
she tell me she love me, i don’t get excited
they say they gonna k!ll me, i tell them to try it
these demons attack, and i’m tryna fight it
left hand on the glock, right hand on the body
i’m already high, just tryna get higher
pop me a perc, then i roll like a tire
wakin’ ’em up cuz they said they was tired
dressin’ in drip, b-tches love my attire
i’m healthy as f-ck, i don’t need a checkup
play with the gang we gon’ shoot from the neck up
diamonds on me, and they dancin’ like step up
too far ahead i can’t see no one next up
these b-tches is snakes i cannot f-ck with ’em
guns in the mattress and racks in the ceiling
not a hero, lil b-tch i’m a villain
run through these hoes like they got no feelings
i been rollin’ off them percs swisher burnin’ slowly
i been trappin’ by myself, trappin’ by my lonely
everybody talkin’ ’bout how they miss the old me
i’m still servin’ out the pound and runnin’ from the police
i’ve been ballin’ f-ck the pacers i sip henny with no chasers
if it ain’t ’bout the money then what’s the conversation?
i get so high, i get faded, roll a blunt i’ll see you later
ain’t in to doin’ favors pop a perc she’ll smoke a flavor
[chorus]
aye money motivations momma wonder why i’m different (why i’m different)
i’ve been chasin paper homie i been on a mission (on a mission)
i can feel the hate (uh huh) i can feel the tension (i feel the tension)
y’all can not relate so stay the f-ck up out my business (yuh)
i’ve been down for so long can’t just go home
i can’t let it go (no)
been movin solo b-tch i’m so cold
i just want the dough (i want it)
i been down for so long can’t just go home
i can’t let it go (no)
been movin solo b-tch i’m so cold
i just want the dough (yuh)

- gloc lenar

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