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letra de sand money - lion!ze

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i got sand money

i got sand money

i got sand money

b-tch i ain’t frontin

i got grands on me

i got grands on me

i got bands on me

fifty’s and these hundreds

these haters can’t take nothin from me

b-tch i got arab money

i’m in my own league

bet i spray and the opps go runnin

bet i spray and the cops do nothin’

bet i pay for their kids tuition

we do this sh-t efficient

just tryna make my living

this world a cold place

i’m prayin for forgiveness

look what they made me into

just tryna get this chicken

got paper like a mailman

feel like i don’t got no friends

who can you trust when

you see the sword that’s hanging from the ceiling

yea we got victims

sometimes they paint me as the villain

i do what i have to do

i don’t have a lot to prove

yeah out here tryna make moves

gold plate stackin up food

you don’t know wtf i been through

see a snitch and yo ass better shoot

suffer no betrayers

send them to the 9th circle

this place a frozen wasteland

we chiefin’ on that urkle

pull up on my opps

for f-ckin with my knots

i run a tight shift

dump out the whole clip

i got sand money

i got sand money

i got sand money

b-tch i ain’t frontin

i got grands on me

i got grands on me

i got bands on me

fifty’s and these hundreds x2

mobbin like some saudis

bet i’m leaving with yo shawty

arriving at the party

hope that i don’t catch a body

n-ggas mind they business

and we won’t have any problems

told em it’s just business

we don’t need no f-ckin drama

i don’t f-ck with feds just like i’m celebate

don’t give me that

b-tch your ass irrelevant like laserdiscs

don’t think you bad

came up in this game just like i’m heaven sent

i understand

i swear these streets malevolent but i’m just here

to get my stacks

not a bad person

but it’s a cold world

it’s nature vs nurture

i’m tryna keep my virtue

but in this dog eat dog world

you either feed or be food

we jumpin through these hurdles

it’s all a f-cking circle

so imma get mine

stackin this cake and karma

at the same d-mn-time

b-tch i don’t need no warm up

we walk a thin d-mn-line

on the road to stardom

pull up at the atm

i’ll take it all like stalin

i got sand money

i got sand money

i got sand money

b-tch i ain’t frontin

i got grands on me

i got grands on me

i got bands on me

fifty’s and these hundreds x2

- lionze

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