Lyrics No Sweat - Money Man
Bought
my
first
bag
I
was
16
I
was
in
the
slums
with
the
OGs
Caught
a
bad
bi
she
a
trophy
Still
trappin
so
a
ni
low
key
I
clear
off
the
table
and
f
her
on
it
She
see
my
d
now
she
jumpin
on
it
She
rode
it
swell
know
she
comin
in
it
I′ll
take
ya
lil
head
and
put
money
on
it
Lost
my
voice
af
a
show
had
to
lip
sing
Feeling
like
curry
bought
3 rings
I
was
locked
up
I
was
planning
On
starting
a
grow
op
and
planting
Making
sure
my
ni
make
canteen
Hit
her
so
long
she
pulled
a
hamstring
Future
rustic
racks
on
the
block
chain
Had
her
screaming
so
loud
n
12
came
Sold
a
ton
of
loud
I
ain't
break
no
sweat
Running
up
them
blues
let
me
catch
my
breathe
If
I
ever
dropped
it
on
you
better
bring
my
check
Yellow
gold
Cuban
and
it′s
filled
with
baguettes
I
be
in
the
country
on
atvs
I
just
muddied
up
a
brand
new
LouieV
tee
Dior
my
shoes
ni
look
at
my
feet
We
ain't
let
him
in
the
circle
cause
the
ni
to
weak
We
ain't
let
him
hang
around
cause
the
ni
to
soft
Damn
she
bad
and
she
fine
and
her
a
so
soft
41milimeter
Rollie
got
rocks
Cleaning
up
a
stick
finna
pull
up
on
the
opps
Loading
up
the
clip
finna
spin
a
ni
block
Fends
my
headband
jeans
and
my
socks
Dashing
in
a
foreign
you
can
smell
the
exhaust
Balmain
denim
4 pockets
got
guap
Lil
mama
get
naked
when
she
come
to
my
spot
In
a
brand
new
machine
let
me
drop
my
top
I
was
piss
poor
dawg
I
was
eating
on
slop
I
be
reing
up
with
loud
I
ain′t
buying
no
stocks
When
you
from
the
streets
dawg
you
gotta
be
smart
Use
to
steal
a
hotbox
and
get
paid
for
the
parts
Now
a
boss
ni
moving
up
them
charts
Shawty
picture
perfect
her
body
like
art
I
be
selling
loud
I
ain′t
talking
to
a
narc
I
ain't
talking
from
the
neck
I
be
talking
from
the
heart
My
weed
so
strong
it
made
a
white
boy
barf
No
spider
when
I′m
talking
bout
a
web
that's
dark
Yea
everyday
gotta
hit
the
gun
range
Bought
my
bi
a
brand
new
mustang
Shawty
real
smart
give
good
brain
On
a
3 wheeler
ni
f
a
mulsanne
But
a
stick
every
time
I
buy
a
new
chain
yea
Only
gas
a
ni
burn
is
high
grade
yea
Have
a
young
ni
pushing
hydrangeas
Bought
my
first
bag
I
was
16
I
was
in
the
slums
with
the
OGs
Caught
a
bad
bi
she
a
trophy
Still
trappin
so
a
ni
low
key
I
clear
off
the
table
and
f
her
on
it
She
see
my
d
now
she
jumpin
on
it
She
rode
it
swell
know
she
comin
in
it
I′ll
take
ya
lil
head
and
put
money
on
it
Lost
my
voice
af
a
show
had
to
lip
sing
Feeling
like
curry
bought
3 rings
I
was
locked
up
I
was
planning
On
starting
a
grow
op
and
planting
Making
sure
my
ni
make
canteen
Hit
her
so
long
she
pulled
a
hamstring
Future
rustic
racks
on
the
block
chain
Had
her
screaming
so
loud
n
12
came
1 Together
2 Bad Intentions
3 No Sweat
4 Taliban (feat. BC Shooter)
5 Clarity
6 Lonesome
7 Real Rare
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