paroles de chanson Mammon - Makk.Black
We
been
lurking
through
the
night
Through
the
night
time
Try'na'
find
Try'na'
find
the
right
vibe
Who
am
i
I
aint
nothing
but
the
bad
guy
Suicide
Convos
with
the
devil
he
like
tell
me
what
you
need
Money,
money,
the
money
What
you
need
Money,
money,
the
money
Tell
me
what
you
need
Money,
money,
the
money
What
you
need
Convos
with
the
devil
he
like
tell
me
what
you
need
Money
He
like
tell
me
what
you
need
More
money
less
friends
cause
friendship
don't
mean
loyalty
How
come
we
never
get
to
keep
the
one's
that
we
seek
and
How
come
i
never
get
to
question
those
on
the
seat
but
I
wanna
ball
today
Don't
wanna
die
no
way
Preed
the
world
and
these
benjamins
be
my
ride
or
dies
oh
yeah
Your
loyalty
super
faded
Back
stab
illustrated
Motion
picture
visions
that
i
had
Picture
perfect
canvas
that
i
had
Way
back
in
18,
i
was
barely
18
Barely
legal
but
we
chasing
the
dream
Dream
in
motion
so
we
gun
for
the
limbs
Emotions
aside
boy
I'd
die
for
the
team
The
team
fam
The
team
mom,
pops,
wilmorté,
redpalm
and
the
sis
we
never
had
Yeah
the
sis
that
we
never
had
She
had
to
pass
on
Alas
Issa
cold
wold
Alas
Sad
but
she
lost
in
the
past
Feel
like
im
lost
in
a
trans
With
her
world
on
my
back
Atlas
In
her
world
I'm
building
a
palace
She
the
real
lost
canvas
A
gah
damn
work
of
art
Ain't
letting
her
fade
in
the
past
We
been
lurking
through
the
night
Through
the
night
time
Try'na'
find
Try'na'
find
the
right
vibe
Who
am
i
I
aint
nothing
but
the
bad
guy
Suicide
Convos
with
the
devil
he
like
tell
me
what
you
need
Money,
money,
the
money
What
you
need
Money,
money,
the
money
Tell
me
what
you
need
Money,
money,
the
money
What
you
need
Convos
with
the
devil
he
like
tell
me
what
you
need
Money
To
be
honest
i
lose
myself
a
couple'
times
I
mean
the
pressure
to
impress
nd
feed
my
pride
from
time
to
time
Welcome
to
my
city
where
the
pretty
girls
be
See
the
prettiest
things
anytime
i
cross
the
street
See
the
problem
is
i
cross
the
streets,
i
ain't
cruising
She
wants
a
niggga
with
the
bag
like
"Makk
i
ain't
losing"
Hell
naw
you
ain't
you
aint
got'ta
be
excusing
You
deserve
the
pretty
things
Picture
perfect
preety
thing
And
birds
of
the
same
feather
just
flock
together
Can't
hang
together
The
come
up
on
my
mind
forever
Just
pulled
the
lever
that
kept
us
aligned
through
strange
weather
I
dare
you
to
call
me
selfish
Dare
you
to
call
me
heartless
We
been
lurking
through
the
night
Through
the
night
time
Try'na'
find
Try'na'
find
the
right
vibe
Who
am
i
I
aint
nothing
but
the
bad
guy
Suicide
Convos
with
the
devil
he
like
tell
me
what
you
need
Money,
money,
the
money
What
you
need
Money,
money,
the
money
Tell
me
what
you
need
Money,
money,
the
money
What
you
need
Convos
with
the
devil
he
like
tell
me
what
you
need
Money
I
am
Greatest
On
the
Beat
Makk.Black
Its
a
hit
Tell
me
what
you
need
What
you
need
Why
dont
you
tell
me
what
you
need
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