Blood Money - Golden Tate

I been up for 30 hours boi I'm wide awake
Tryina force myself to eat but got a bag to shake
Dat bitch gotta Lotta nerve better have my Pape
Traumatized, struggler with demons bitch I'm fulla hate
Magic nigga make em disappear snatching off my plate
Magic nigga Cuzco gotta wrist I never rock da weight
Magic nigga how you gotta bag and never caught a case
Magic nigga get dat bag I'm outta there like golden tate
Dolphins back in town my nigga still got them double stax
I was broke without no motion so I need all of that
Risk my life for all that work so we don't ball with that
Fell out with my last plug he steady calling back
Nigga folding under pressure that's what you call a rat
Riding round like Kiba with them wolves what we call a pact
In love with this lil hoe but rather make a rack
Hardbody like susanoo heard yall niggas pussy cats
Irritated off this pill I rather be alone
They hate that I'm rapping huh, they want me dead and gone
X still booming off a metro love my ringtone
Still get it in from da 50 you know T home
Goofy bitch, sipping on my cup now she in here fried
All the shit, dat a nigga seen leave you petrified
First time I seen a thousand shhh i was mesmerized
Round the clock i ain't punching in but this a 9 to 5
Round the clock round the clock, I might need some weed to smoke
I might need another cup, paranoid from selling hope
Staying out the fuckin way cus niggas out here broke and bold
Ugly nigga had to get a plug while they was chasing hoes
I been up for 30 hours boi I'm wide awake
Tryina force myself to eat but got a bag to shake
Dat bitch gotta Lotta nerve she better have my Pape
Traumatized, struggler with demons bitch I'm fulla hate
Magic nigga make em disappear snatching off my plate
Magic nigga Cuzco gotta wrist I never rock da weight
Magic nigga how you gotta bag and never caught a case
Magic nigga get dat bag I'm outta there like golden tate

Written by:
Brandon Ingram

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