Funds Lyrics

(I came a long way)

[Intro]
Walk-up at Saks and spent eighty grand
It won't be the ops
Broke ass nigga start to diss, he a fag
Tell the young nigga just stop
And I been getting money since I learned that I can
[???] now it cost me
I be switching up the mode [???]
Holding on to my pole on my side bae

[Verse 1]
Different type of flex I don't need more cars
(slime)
Red, green flag, he a gang member
(mine)
That's my bruh, and ima paint with him
Hit a f*ck nigga up, keep a stain with him
You ain't finna score shit, shouldn't have came with him
Post up with the sticks no [???]
[???] bitch, kill them all, they some lane switchers
My clique sеnd them all at your brain niggas

[Verse 2]
Top of the business I got morе points then a [???]
Tat your arm up, before you shoot [???]
[???] on my grave, nigga, chain [???]
Scary ass nigga, got no aim, how you miss that
Murder through any hood, same with (Big Hat ?)
X shit, my little nigga (SoWee ?) bang [???]
[???] talking to the killers up in Glendale
You ain't got to check shit that was a [???]
[Chorus]
Count a million cash got the time going slow
Drugs keep a nigga calm from the shit I've seen
Riding a wraith out through the night
[???] I'm keeping it clean

[Post-Chorus]
Shorty want me, her ex f*ck with my ex
[???] first time, had to tell the queen, stop that Boss up, cause [???] that you bout that
Can't let a nigga think you an outlet
It ain't nothing you can't get, you a breadwinner
Took the heart off of [???] left the head with her
Standing on stage, in the back [???]
Already got my niggas to stalking, he a dead [???]

[Bridge]
Before I departed away from my soul
Told you my son [???]
He get [???] in this bitch and get hit with the stick
Make sure that they lay in the grave with him

[Verse 3]
Came through, shots out [???], home run, [???]
Keep your cool
Standing on business, don't break no rules
Never for a penny
I ain't buying that cash, I get it rented
I be on they ass, [???]
I popped that boy, I'm mad I ain't finish
You [???]
[Chorus]
Count a million cash got the time going slow
Drugs keep a nigga calm from the shit I've seen
Riding a wraith out through the night
[???] I'm keeping it clean

[Post-Chorus]
Shorty want me, her ex f*ck with my ex
[???] first time, had to tell the queen, stop that
Boss up, cause [???] that you bout that
Can't let a nigga think you an outlet
It ain't nothing you can't get, you a breadwinner
Took the heart off of [???] left the head with her
Standing on stage, in the back [???]
Already got my niggas to stalking, he a dead [???]

(Count a million cash, got the time going slow)
(OooOo)

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