Lyrics MMA - Pule

MMA
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Riding through the city of Atlanta
Riding through the east side of the A, yeah
Money making all on the agenda
Went from getting paid two
Times a month to
Three, Four times a day
I can drop that off right now meet me off Candler
Jooging I just pray I don't get
Jammed up
Do this shit right here to feed my fam, yeah
Gotta hold them down I'm like a
Anvil

Went from having pennies
Now we ball like HARDAWAY
Chevy to a Bentley like I hit the
Lottery
Money Making African for sure
And that's on God
I'm stacking Gold
Went from having pennies
Now we ball like HARDAWAY
Chevy to a Bentley like I hit the
Lottery
Money Making African for sure
And that's on God
I'm stacking Gold

Free my nigga Nellz
Free my Dog Rambo
They put it on the line
They took that gamble
How you tryna win you don't
Take chances
And labels ain't been giving no
Advances
My niggas don't take L's
We take advantage
Since 21 been out here like a
Savage
I ain't always use to have it
I don't take this shit for granted
It's happening like I planned it
Cuz a nigga never panicked

Worked all my life to be Unemployed
My 9-5 is now null and void
Quit my job they say I jumped
The gun
But when you ballin bitches Jump for joy
Play it safe then I play myself
And what they pay me might delay my wealth, shit
And sometime you gotta take
A gamble
Nellz home, Free my nigga Rambo
If it ain't about the cash you can Cancel
No more food stamps just Stamps just stamps on the
Passport
If it ain't about the cash you can
Cancel
Just a young nigga that

Went from having pennies
Now we ball like HARDAWAY
Chevy to a Bentley like I hit the
Lottery
Money Making African for sure
And that's on God
I'm stacking Gold
Went from having pennies
Now we ball like HARDAWAY
Chevy to a Bentley like I hit the
Lottery
Money Making African for sure
And that's on God
I'm stacking Gold

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