AKA Ellio - Chapter 5: 4DAMONEY (feat. Jesse Oldelli)

Something you devour then you throw that peace sign
What is yours is ours I can be your priest now
Begging begging coward toes and knees they meet ground
I just wanted power don't believe in peace now

Money pussy power money pussy power
I got money pussy power money pussy power
I got money pussy power money pussy power
I got money pussy power money pussy power
I got

Watch me tote this pistol whip the powder I don't bag it up
Give it to the fiends they coming back like they ain't have enough
When I bagged a baddie ain't no question tell her back it up
Pass her to my niggas she ain't bad enough

That's that money pussy power money pussy power
I got money pussy power money pussy power
I got money pussy power money pussy power
I got money pussy power money pussy power
I got

This one for my niggas this one for my team
You wanted me sleeping but I was chasing dreams
You came up with a shovel he came up with a beam, wait
I ain't with the trouble but now who six feet deep

That's that money pussy power money pussy power
I got money pussy power money pussy power
I got money pussy power money pussy power
I got money pussy power money pussy power
I got

Fucking with my shooters boy I promise that's a no no
Got the type of aim to leave your photo on a polo
Mourning with your shorty while she bouncing on my pogo
Watching how you speak cus I'm never moving solo

That's that money pussy power money pussy power
I got money pussy power money pussy power
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I got money pussy power money pussy power
I got

I was feeling so greedy I got everything I need
I got everything I dreamed I got very little sleep
I got niggas hating me I got police chasing me
I got too much on my plate I got mouths I needa feed
I got

Money pussy power money pussy power
I got money pussy power money pussy power
I got money pussy power money pussy power
I got money pussy power money pussy power
I got

You ain't like me from the jump give a fuck I can't give you one
Pushing on your luck leave you stuck but what's done is done
Leave my feelings numb pocket crumbs I can't stomach them
Pushing to the top you a hump I move over them

Written by:
Christopher Bellinger

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