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letra de money making mi$ion - wanell kirkland

verse 1

we on a money making mission
what the f-ck you thought it was
my n-ggas got the power
so you know we got the plug
know some n-ggas got the loud
so you know we puffin bud
the way i spit truth in this booth
you would of thought its f-cking bugged

broken glass in the hallways
blood stained floors
4:24 on the e train against them doors
black hoodies and black timbs
stainless against the torso
now everyone on the train get on the floor
yo picture young youth dreaming about cash
running up the station stairs
its like three of them with a mask
plus me so four picture me in a mask
enlisted in the trap
while i’m out there listening to tracks
one gone go through the front
and two gone go through the back
stuck up kids like private school
i thought i was cool
some n-ggas had to drug deal
just to pay the bills
some n-ggas had to drug deal
to feel a decent meal
got d-mn the precincts filled
with nothing but brothers
and a sense of sadness
on the face of the mothers
but i get ya
i used to be right there with ya
we tryna get the most cheese like school pictures
ebt made sure i’d eat better tonight
make hits like mayweather
id eat better for life
now every time i’m on the track man
i cause a f-cking buzz
we on a money making mission
what the f-ck you thought it was?

- wanell kirkland

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