Jeff Stones - Pale Dinero (feat. Lil Gunna)

I can't stand the feeling
When I'm feeling broke
Man the pain to real
Cuz I've been here before
When I'm on i swear
I bust open the door
For the haters talking
Tell em adios
My niggas vamanos for blessing
No more stressing we get the flexing
The best in no more resting
We learned our lesson
We choosing no mo losing
See what we doin
Influence never fooling
We get to do it
Don't stress we smoke the best
To calm our chest say less
Fuck how they feel
Cant take no rest
Gotta get collect the checks
Don't want no debt
Pay what is left i want the gross
Don't want the net nigga

Dale pesos yo sol
Lequedo mi dinero
Te tengo tu mi perro
Lajàn travay di me bezwe net
Pa jwe avèm Konyen guet

Ahora vengo cuanta veces
No di Jieron no pudieron
Still on the block
Making my bread
Plug from Mexico
Whipping the pot
Like Annie may
Packing the vegetables
Lo que hay es peso
Don't fuck with ma bread
That queso she do what I say
Cus I say so fresh out the lot
With that benzo
Bout to get it turnt
Like I'm all up in the red zone
Seven in a blunt
That's a touch down end zone
Ella ella ella baila
Blunt full of that fire
You know I be where the fire at
Shorty be spraying like fire man
When they see u dress fly
Hataz always wonder why
But u know real eyes they gon
Always realize
When they see u dress fly
They gon always wonder why
But u know real eyes they gon
Always realize

Dale pesos yo sol lequedo mi dinero
Te tengo tu mi perro
Lajàn travay di me bezwe net
Pa jwe avèm konyen guet

Written by:
Jeffrey Jean-Pierre, Johnny Gaitan, Michael Davalos

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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