M.B.S

Blessing

(Odc)
Got them racks on ill
Money so sick
So much money make my haters so pissed
I be ridding around with them foreigner whips
Got your bitch in my.. you know I dont give a shit
Im the top dog
I feel like Im the meanest
Do dirty work
But the money is the cleanest
Pop champagne tell them haters can't see us
Yeah you can hear us but no you can't be us
I'm flyer than the rest but I never get rest
Running to the money is why I got pain on my chest
Designer outfits all at its best
Money in the house like on house arrest
Bottles spark up when I'm in the club
Place turns up when I'm in the club
I said bottles spark up when I'm in the club
Place turns up when I'm in the club (Bkz)
I light a blunt in fire
Like I stop drop and roll, ok,
Now I'm in control, Bkzzzz!
I don't need a gun to fill you with led
My pencil is murda
My words will destroy ya
Flow so hot when I come it will burn ya
500 degrees and I'm coming with my burna
Turn up, turn up my life is a turn up
I pushed it to the limit
And thats how we build up
Fuck these haters and bitches too
I'm so sick it's like I got the flu
My name is in they're mouth like it's a tattoo
Dragging my swag from streets to avenues
Fly like an airplane sting like a bitch
With pussies I play a game of
Fuck fuck ditch
And then I move on to the next chick
Ha haa, to the next chick, wooo! ... Ching ching... skrrt... (Bkz)
I'm flyer then the rest
But I never get rest
Running to the money
But in God we trust
Money BoyS hah MBS
8 figure digits won't be a quest (Odc)
Bottles spark up
When I'm in the club
Place turns up when I'm in the club
I said bottles spark up
When I'm in the club
Place turns up when I'm in the club
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