paroles de chanson IN & OUT - Money Green
Go
crazy
on
them
beats
Rich
Ro
Don't
even
trip
I'm
a
get
in
out
this
bitch
Ay
I
had
a
dream
I
went
platinum
they
was
handing
me
my
plaque
Then
my
cell
phone
rung
and
I
woke
up
in
the
trap
I'm
still
in
the
slums
stuffing
three
fives
in
the
packs
CFN
they
know
the
PAC
Plugged
and
connected
that's
a
fact
I
can't
focus
on
no
hit
when
my
spot
just
got
hit
Plus
I
heard
them
lil
niggas
up
the
street
think
I'm
a
lick
I
know
how
this
shit
get
It's
eat
or
get
ate
And
I'll
be
damned
if
I
let
a
nigga
eat
off
my
plate
Said
I'll
be
damned
if
I
let
a
nigga
eat
off
my
plate
How
a
nigga
say
he
love
you
then
he
eat
in
yo
face
How
they
let
them
niggas
jump
you
with
the
heat
on
they
waist
My
brother
would've
up
the
fye!
Start
to
heat
up
the
place
Tryna
put
a
hunnit
g's
in
the
safe
I'm
just
waiting
on
my
time
how
much
longer
it
take
No
matter
what
just
stay
solid
Bend
fold
but
don't
break
Just
keep
it
real
man
My
granny
say
I
need
some
new
friends
I
really
need
a
new
bin
My
mama
need
a
new
Benz
I'm
up
early
like
foolish
Phone
going
stupid
stop
talking
nigga
do
it
I
ain't
posing
with
the
strap
I
pull
it
out
I'm
finna
shoot
it
Free
my
nigga
Dez
he
a
block
boy
no
JB
Jumped
in
the
game
right
on
varsity
no
JV
They
know
I
got
the
seven
on
my
back
like
KD
Can't
never
let
'em
play
me
fuck
you
nigga
pay
me
I
need
all
mine
Hustle
no
luck
this
was
all
grind
Don't
be
fucking
with
these
rappers
cause
they
all
lying
I
ain't
got
no
friends
them
my
brothers
what
I
call
mine
One
ball
we
all
shine
free
my
niggas
in
them
cages
doing
hard
time
I'm
talking
all
mine
Fuck
who
got
next
we
got
the
ball
nah
You
know
what
the
fuck
going
on
I
said
fuck
who
got
next
we
got
the
ball
nah
And
you
ain't
gotta
ask
I
ain't
one
of
them
rap
niggas
Only
speak
facts
ain't
one
of
them
cap
niggas
Taking
my
advance
invest
in
the
trap
nigga
Ain't
gotta
sell
a
record
I
put
it
on
Matt
nigga
Tell
the
streets
I'm
back
with
'em
and
I
bet
I
slap
nigga
The
price
good
I
ain't
even
gotta
tax
nigga
Rell
got
a
quick
fuse
he
be
ready
to
slap
niggas
Yo
bitch
say
she
coming
thru
and
bringing
WAP
with
her
I
had
to
turn
her
down
I'm
pulling
this
turn
around
Plug
he
just
call
me
out
the
blue
I
know
it's
some
around
And
he
hit
me
with
some
good
news
he
say
them
numbers
down
I
knew
he
a
come
around
So
ain't
no
fun
for
now
Plus
this
shit
deep
I
can't
move
unless
the
gun
around
Trying
me
that's
steep
he
moving
loose
and
we
gone
gun'em
down
That
boy
gone
nigga
1 I Can't MAKE THIS UP
2 CARL THOMAS
3 PUSHIN' (RIP PUSHA 2)
4 PAIN IN MY VERSE
5 BILL NYE
6 TALK LIKE THAT
7 GRIND
8 IN & OUT
9 DO OR DIE
10 LETTER 2 MATT
11 LIVE SUM
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