[Verse 1: Ea$y Money]
Ayo in the same city B.I.G screen
Chasing paper the same color as the c’s team
No matter where I’m at on the map I bleed green
Whole clique got dry skin we need cream
Was on them streets eager to make the gatts warmer
They told me I’d be much better as a rap performer
Getting hype on them tracks than on them crack corners
Because cops will put mics on your back on rat on ya
Getting your weight up feens you slinging death too
No you getting your weight you in the rec room
Hitting them sets wishing that you could jet soon
May come around you ain’t going home till next June
Go ahead keep scrambling for pennies
Imma do this rap till they hand over the benji’s
Enough talk about you handling a semi
We know ain’t no tucking them hammer in them skinnys
[Verse 2: Push!]
Don’t ask me both no rappers
Cus I don’t know no rappers
All these live niggas with me about they business nigga no actor’s
We ghost busters soul snatchers
Put cheese on yo ham motherfucker yeah gold packets
Got bad table manners wave toast at ya
Fuck etiquette when it’s predicate
Get resident evil for dead presidents
People gloves on lover letter my eagle
And I can make the pelican fly I’m text my people
I still got the work you want it come Holla fam
I’m talking coke prices the port as hot as gram
You can get it by the gram still getting blow off
Till static call me to the studio to show off
Yo easy this is easy money
Ayo in the same city B.I.G screen
Chasing paper the same color as the c’s team
No matter where I’m at on the map I bleed green
Whole clique got dry skin we need cream
Was on them streets eager to make the gatts warmer
They told me I’d be much better as a rap performer
Getting hype on them tracks than on them crack corners
Because cops will put mics on your back on rat on ya
Getting your weight up feens you slinging death too
No you getting your weight you in the rec room
Hitting them sets wishing that you could jet soon
May come around you ain’t going home till next June
Go ahead keep scrambling for pennies
Imma do this rap till they hand over the benji’s
Enough talk about you handling a semi
We know ain’t no tucking them hammer in them skinnys
[Verse 2: Push!]
Don’t ask me both no rappers
Cus I don’t know no rappers
All these live niggas with me about they business nigga no actor’s
We ghost busters soul snatchers
Put cheese on yo ham motherfucker yeah gold packets
Got bad table manners wave toast at ya
Fuck etiquette when it’s predicate
Get resident evil for dead presidents
People gloves on lover letter my eagle
And I can make the pelican fly I’m text my people
I still got the work you want it come Holla fam
I’m talking coke prices the port as hot as gram
You can get it by the gram still getting blow off
Till static call me to the studio to show off
Yo easy this is easy money
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