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[Verse 1] I break barriers, name who? Mega fabulous Duckin' savages, crab bitches, shade carriers His flow's passionate, from Medina, grows accurate Rhyme catalyst, my status, y'all ain't catchin' it The rhyme passages we're servin', snake, serpents Soul purchase, make diamonds, idol worship Heinous verses, thoughts dwell under the surface You short circuit, long range, mag to interpret We straight murk it, worldwide, we K lurch it Whatever urges, for this paper, feel it's worth it A hundred percent, we throw conscious rapper [?] With my accomplice, [?] throughout the compass 'Til we accomplish, get slick and open your carcass The grooves target, who nervous? Who the [?] This rap artist slumbers with a goddess A true wifey, a few like me, can do like me You out to end me, with the hemi To the GA, I'm into that shit, you get me paid Although cliche, true life, that's how we play Stack up [?], get Ma Dukes up out the PJ 30 spins, FM, every DJ All City, NY with the replay Hundred 3k, give me the leeway, I'll take it from there Brooklyn's number one
[Hook] It's all about this Another day, another dollar to earn Gettin' this money is my only concern As far as paper with the federal seal You know the deal A mothafuckin' fortune like the wheel It's all about this Another day, another dollar to earn Gettin' this money is my only concern As far as paper with the federal seal You know the deal A mothafuckin' fortune like the wheel
[Verse 2] As the day dies another cake rise Bitch niggas operate like gay guys I sense the shifty ways in their eyes Stay major high, scheme to get a piece of the pie Some of us push coke, I just prefer to peddle white lies I'm thinkin' likewise, the bottom line lies, this enterprise Leave you without your assets, leave these small fries behind Walk a fine line, for paper I grind, make up your mind Wanna live broke all your life or wanna live big time? Then you should roll with us, we're so high, they're only tollin' us It's from the ice chips on the wrist On the top of your lisp is the metropolis It ain't no stoppin' this conglomerate from droppin' hot shit Watch this as I profit, line my pocket with dollars, not it Push the drop 6, I got kicks In the high rise, suckin' some Puerto Rican mami's tatas For beef I got guys, they move while I'm tryna watch my stock rise Chop pies, wise guys [?] my demise Monopolize, they cop a why five eye Think long range, small change and all change Stock exchange, cop the Range, pocket the change For capital gain, niggas'll clap you in the brain It's all in the game, so many have fallen from fame
[Hook] It's all about this Another day, another dollar to earn Gettin' this money is my only concern As far as paper with the federal seal You know the deal A mothafuckin' fortune like the wheel It's all about this Another day, another dollar to earn Gettin' this money is my only concern As far as paper with the federal seal You know the deal A mothafuckin' fortune like the wheel
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