no more

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, i got the brown bag full of money, i got the work goin to florida, and i swore that i won't ever hustla no more, but i don't never say that no more got my mind, right nah, i got the brown bag full of money, i got the work goin to florida and i swore, that i won't ever hustla no more, but i don't never say that no more got my mind, right money right, the pots hot as the rock expands it the paper chasin', man on the clock like hands grindin, like teeth get money like heath cliff hukstable keep it comin, like keith gotta meke last forever for worse, or for better gotta make it past the devil, so guns i got several and everybody plays the fool says aaron, nevelle but i just play to win holler back like heavy metal, smellin like pedals from a rose so they hoes, my breads buildin bagels and legos when i rose, they froze trust me for the pesos i'm an a hole ak holes, think face blow and understand talkin money, by the case loads gun off safety i'm in safe mode, i will hold court until the case closed, brown bag bitch, i got the brown bag full of money, i got the work goin to florida, and i swore that i won't ever hustla no more, but i don't never say that no more got my mind, right nah, i got the brown bag full of money, i got the work goin to florida, and i swore that i won't ever hustla no more, but i don't never say that no more got my mind, right money right, young new investment ain't no turnin me back, had the rubber band stacks in the button king sack, and i ain't never goin back sike i love the life standin, under the street ilght tryin to get off that white, at a reasonable price nah i ain't tryin to bargain, wit ya niggas hatin well i guess they gonna be, starvin wit you i got 2 jobs i sell and cop shit, like father like son well i was adopoted, i told the birdman stunna gimme a chance and i don't even wanna, tell you waht i did with my advance cause i'm only a man, i had to feed my fam takin that hood shit, and copped about 24 grams man i guess it is what it is it, was what it was before the rap game i was sellin drugs, either way i'm six figures before my first record, i'll stunt yall don't respect my my work habits i'm a hustla, i got the brown bag full of money, i got the work goin to florida, and i swore that i won't ever hustla no more, but i don't never say that no more got my mind, right nah, i got the brown bag full of money, i got the work goin to florida, and i swore that i won't ever hustla no more, but i don't never say that no more got my mind, right money right, yeah thank you up nigga uptown from an 8 to a quarter, from a half to a brick from an 0 to the ozies, that how i'm hood rich and murder was the case got me, emptyin a lot clips stunna hollerin birdman, nigga right back in this bitch 3rd world throw the u, up i'm rollin in the whip with this money on my mind gotta, hustla and to lift them high rise dealin me and youngin, on some shit breaking bread choppin millions, cause a bitch ain't shit told as a youngin how roll, with the chopper if money on your block for the money, ima pop ya nigga wanna hate but they money, wouldn't stop us from ridin fly whips now they ho out, jockin we stunnin while ya hating nigga stunna, is what made ya i hear ya poppin shit, but the birdman raised ya bitch, birdman got an army birdman got a navy, and cash money can't save ya, i got the brown bag full of money, i got the work goin to florida, and i swore that i won't ever hustla no more, but i don't never say that no more got my mind, right nah, i got the brown bag full of money, i got the work goin to florida, and i swore that i won't ever hustla no more, but i don't never say that no more got my mind, right money right