Dead Presidents II Silas

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[Verse 1]
Ay yo
The money change people but the money never change me
I roll around with the same team and the same dream
Conglomerates are modest but I'm sitting on a pile of hits
I just made away so they know the shoes to follow it
The love of money is funny been cruddy when they get to it
Had a compliment with my intuition I've been listening
Focus on your craft cause they dicky when you rip this shit
Spilling out my heart so these cats keep the bitching in
And I know I'm white, I know I'm tight, I'm flipping this shit when I know when to write
I fucking get it they ain't heard from me in a minute
Writing in the lab I'm a motha' fucking chemist
You can't never find that fillin' shit unless you at the dentist
Cause substance all I need to bring absorbing
When they winning right
Bet this how they feel when the motha' fucking freedom say
God brought me here and it's so crazy when the seasons change
But deep down inside I been feeling I need to have

[Chours]
Presidents to represent me (Get money)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (Get money)
Presidents to represent me (Get money)
I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent me
Presidents to represent me (Get money)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money)
Presidents to represent me (Get money)
I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent me