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funny w some money - adamn killa lyrics

[intro]
(it’s f*ckin’ cold out here)

[verse]
bladee ain’t get paid for sh*t
he ain’t get paid for shows
b*tch got paid in clothes
emilio, he a ho’
i told ’em that he a ho’
don’t come to chicago
you know this the g.o.a.t
you know ad*mn the g.o.a.t
i got way too many flows
how they switch up on me for a b*tch n*gga named emilio?
today they fired him, today they fired him
i’ma get this money and put it in my bin
emilio look like sh*t
he look like a slim jim
they way these n*ggas changed, you would think they was ben 10
hatin’ on ad*mn is a sin
all you n*ggas have sinned
when i get money, i grin
why you call the police on me?
i was doin’ a show for free
bladee called the police on me
f*ck that n*gga too
i ain’t doin’ sh*t for free
i’m skatin’ on these beats because i am me
you know who said it first, funny with money, huh
funny with money, huh, funny with money, huh
funny with money, huh, funny with money, huh
funny with money, huh, funny with money, huh
funny with money, huh, funny with money, huh
funny with money, huh, funny with money, huh
funny with money, huh, funny with money, huh
funny with money, huh, funny with money, huh
now you n*ggas see, i was tellin’ the truth
f*ck these n*ggas too, tell ’em get up in the booth
if they pull up to chicago, sendin’ young n*ggas at you

- adamn killa lyrics

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