GAWDHUNTER fka SHO-PYN - Aint No Beef (Real Ca$h)

Being broke was childish
So I got more than a few blocks from the sandbox
My stash spots got
Packed wit knots til I bought me a safe
An a lil money machine, put it all into place
But street money aint the sweet money
Like you gotta keep money just to keep money
See you could have G- money
But half of its RE money
An the jackboys is out
Out for PC money
Aint no beef that I dont cook
Aint no drama I dont turn in a movie
Aint nothin sweet in da whole hood
Too many grimy niggas got they eye on my jewelry
So I'ma run the streets like I'm no good
Fuck the police wtf they gon do me
I'm a keep the gun in my car
Running from the law
Ask anybody who knew me
Shit was unreal, out da blue
Yung Sho got sex appeal
Bitches used to go ill
Til my wrist caught a chill
Neck caught a cold
Freshest four wheels
Put em out on the road
In da middle of dope deals
Off the carribean coast
An I aint take no vacation
I was cake chasing
Squares like playstation,
Blocks like Tetris
Mexicans outta Texas,
Dealing blocks by Fed Ex
Aint no beef that I dont cook
Aint no drama I dont turn in a movie
Aint nothin sweet in the whole hood
Too many grimy niggas got they eye on my jewelry
So I'ma run the streets like I'm no good
Fuck the police wtf they gon do me
I'm a keep the gun in my car
Running from the law
Ask anybody who knew me
If u knew me, you wouldn't even play me close
I might spaz out, let the 380 blow
I be in a trap house, got a crazy flow
Lil ballers is tapped out
An I get crazy dough
But dont confuse how I do this
Nigga I'm ruthless
Drop top Carrera is roofless
You need to stop fucking wit losers
An get with the movers an the shakers
Introduce you to cake cuz

Written by:
Gregory Hunter

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