letra de fuck it - mr.money
lately i just been doing me
i don’t really care how anybody else feel
so f-ck it
ha
threw the money in the air like, f-ck it
i get it back and imma double it
i don’t need no stylist i be like, f-ck it
we in a race but i already won it
walk with the stick like, f-ck it
she wanna bag said, f-ck it
heard that b-tch go around, f-ck it
we only live once so, f-ck it
threw the money in the air like, f-ck it
i get it back and imma double it
i don’t need no stylist i be like, f-ck it
we in a race but i already won it
walk with the stick like, f-ck it
she wanna bag said, f-ck it
heard that b-tch go around, f-ck it
we only live once so, f-ck it
they say who is the hottest they tagging me under
got b-tches all on me, your sister, your mother
i don’t got a type so they all different colors
she talk about marriage i turn to a punter
(i kicked her) now my feet up in a maybach
keep posting that sh-t boy imma take that
now they see that i’m up them n-ggas gone hate that
you ain’t do it yourself lil n-gga i made that
but i’m sitting back and i’m counting my cheddar
i bought the barretta cost more than my sweater
your b-tch keep on talking so i had to dead her
knew it from the start as soon as i met her
i’m sippin this sh-t got it numbing my pain
they took away ron this sh-t ain’t been the same
they think you a joke if you don’t have a chain
shout out to the pharmacy keeping me sane
threw the money in the air like, f-ck it
i get it back and imma double it
i don’t need no stylist i be like, f-ck it
we in a race but i already won it
walk with the stick like, f-ck it
she wanna bag said, f-ck it
heard that b-tch go around, f-ck it
we only live once so, f-ck it
threw the money in the air like, f-ck it
i get it back and imma double it
i don’t need no stylist i be like, f-ck it
we in a race but i already won it
walk with the stick like, f-ck it
she wanna bag said, f-ck it
heard that b-tch go around, f-ck it
we only live once so, f-ck it
aye let me get it
they say that they trappin’ they still serving zips
i got out her crib left kids on her lips
i get the money but stay out the mix
kicks got c’s like i walk with a crip
like i walk with a faucet i stay with the drip
heard he talk to the feds then we taking a trip
i got thirty-three shots hanging off of my hip
you dm’ed that b-tch stop saying you love her
can’t go raw imma come up usher
stay with the glock but i’m not undercover
went through a pound imma need me another
b-tch i’m the last of a dying breed
i found out the truth so please do not lie to me
i’ll have your b-tch in my room tryna ride me
then i’m wiping your nose we doing him slimey
threw the money in the air like, f-ck it
i get it back and imma double it
i don’t need no stylist i be like, f-ck it
we in a race but i already won it
walk with the stick like, f-ck it
she wanna bag said, f-ck it
heard that b-tch go around, f-ck it
we only live once so, f-ck it
threw the money in the air like, f-ck it
i get it back and imma double it
i don’t need no stylist i be like, f-ck it
we in a race but i already won it
walk with the stick like, f-ck it
she wanna bag said, f-ck it
heard that b-tch go around, f-ck it
we only live once so, f-ck it
so at this point
i just be like, f-ck it
i don’t care what anybody gotta say
at the end of the day just do you
that’s gonna make you, you at the end of the day
not n0body else
yeah
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