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25/8 - Two-9/FatKidsBrotha/Key!

Written by：Key/Cartier Dave/LightSkinMac11

When that MAC talk that Mac walk

They hope that they meet me boy

No bean talk a lil lean talk

Slow it down when I e-walk

Eastside red clays and sidewalk

Drive-bys for that side talk

No leash on when that pit walk

But her mouth right like a lockjaw

Hands up 'cause I said so

I shine you glow

Handstands from that red ho

Purple heart 'cause she thorough

Brag about the O's you spent on Melrose

In and out that same door

Same money new folks

My money talk felatio

Cumming on your stomach ho

They hating me I love 'em though

I pay the fee she run it slow

So if you don't believe me b**ch you can suck it slow

Every day every day every day

I see money coming I see people fade away

24 hours turn to 25 a day

Seven days a week now it's eight

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I said name a ni**a better than me you can't think

I'm tryna be in a pool of money and don't sink

They say the cousin of death is rest I don't blink

I'm the south pole in the winter with no mink

Pour this liquor alive no lie

I swear I promise

If I said it then it's honest

In a room I'll be silent

The scary ones be the loudest

'Cause they ain't 'bout sh*t

I'm from that mow b**ch

Peel a ni**a

Where they'll peel a ni**a

For these Carti's on my face

Lord willing I ain't never caught a case but

For my daughters I might

I'm just rolling the dice

For lucky seven and I hustle like the reverend

Every day every day every day

I see money coming I see people fade away

24 hours turn to 25 a day

Seven days a week now it's eight

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