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letra de every night - money man

[hook: money man]
every night i pray to god
to bless me and the squad
where the f-ck was you when time was hard
where the f-ck was you when we had nowhere to go
when we was sleepin’ on the floor
where the f-ck was these n-ggas
that’s why i don’t f-ck with these n-ggas
yeah

[verse 1: money man]
i’m just gonna grind till i die, gotta keep me a fire
just to keep me alive, you can meet me at five
if you buyin’ a dime, that’s 10 on n-gga
got 50 more, i just hit the club
need 50 more, tried to keep it open, i shot through it
i hope every bullet done got to him
i love my first plug i owe alot to em
yeah
alot to em
the way i”m existing, ya’ll n-ggas so iffy
my n-ggas st-rdy, so shout out my city
came in from the streets, it don’t come with no benefits
n-ggas put bread on my head, they be wishin’ me dead
but i’m fed up and i’ll never let up
dirty b-tches plottin’ on the setup
only mission is to get my check up
meanwhile where i’m from these n-ggas hate that you make it
cherish your life cause a n-gga might take it
yeah

[verse 2: money man]
how you gon act like you right when you wrong
i put my motherf-ckin’ heart in this song
i had some n-gga just string me along
i had some n-gga tried to rob my home
sometimes i’m never too hard, i just be hustlin’ hard
don’t need no bodyguard, i got some battle scars
wait in bushes while we shoot at cars
gamble money on some f-ckin’ cars
i f-ck with street n-ggas and a couple stars
just like a prisoner i’m spittin’ these bars
hit some gelato and go up to mars
we don’t give a f-ck cause we’ll go to war
yea
they said pressure bust pipes but its makin’ me stronger
i get on my knees and pray with the chopper

[verse 3: bcshooter]
i’m strapped with the cannon and i’ma do damage
i won’t hesitate let you f-ck n-ggas have it
shoot him in the face and push him in the casket
my n-gga they rollin’ c0ke we gotta pack it
n-ggas be pipin’ we about that action
i ain’t going back for none of you mans
catch you in traffic then it gonna be tragic
im living this life like a motherf-cking savage
then go get the money cause i gotta have it
since the beginnin’, bc we be winnin’
got reapers [?]
[?]
[?]
yeah
ain’t’ got no truck but respect how we be comin’
bc for life we be strapped up to armor
we take out the straps and aim at a target
and f-ck an attempt its a k!lling in progress
im fitta go batman and m-th-f-ckin robin
and mount up the ship on a m-th-f-ckin island
i hit lil mama now i got her smiling
[?]
im feelilng like stunna i might buy an island
yo sh-t is cloudy dem ain’t real diamonds
[?] sh-t i’own check the timimg
i know that they mad that we ran up a bag
and we only speak facts why these n-ggas be lyin’
we only speak facts why these n-ggas be lyin’

- money man

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