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m.c.c.h. (money,cars,clothes,ho's) - blue martinez lyrics

[intro] turn the beat up ..
turn the beat up

money, cars, clothes
money, cars, clothes (uh)
money, cars, clothes
money, cars, clothes

[verse 1]
yo…
we on the grind, sun down, to sun up
my n-ggas now trying to find a come up
the last thing we wanna’ hear is some n-gga around us dead
and then we gotta’ put the funds up
to get some money on your head
like wonder, they looking for the bread
inferred beam, loaded with the led
i hate to talk violence, but my n-ggas now in hospital beds
ya’ best-friend they wanna’ find dead
cash rules everything around me
money rules everything around the world
there’s no such thing as free
that’s why i believe in god, and me
i’m going for everything that i see
them n-ggas ’round me know what it is
we tryna’ handle are biz
put food in the mouths of our kids
cause we don’t come from sh-t
so everything we do nowadays gotta’ be legit
that’s why we screaming out

[hook]
money, cars, clothes, ho’s
(that’s why they screaming out!)
money, cars, clothes, ho’s
(that’s why they screaming out!)
money, cars, clothes, ho’s
(that’s why they screaming out!)
money, cars, clothes, ho’s

[verse]
who the f-ck is ya’ll?
to tell me that my n-ggas ain’t living right
when politicians is changing our life, overnight
making decisions, changing the rules
that’s why my n-ggas out here chillin’, with the tool
so you ain’t gonna’ tell me i ain’t, doing..right
when you n-ggas is trying to f-ck, my life ..up
they trying to put my n-ggas on state
same n-ggas changing our lives, is here committing rapes
i walk around with my hammer, and bandana, certain grammar
cause my n-ggas came out from the slammer
that’s word to my grandma, you ain’t gon’ tell me how it’s suppose to be
n-ggas out here praying to god, without a rosary
so we the chosen few
so f-ck what you got to say about how we’re living, and what the f-ck we do
cause we ain’t got sh-t
so nowadays, everything we do, gotta’ be legit
that’s why we screaming out

[verse 3]
yo..
all we got left is hope and dreams
that’s why my n-ggas outside here, tryna’ scheme
promethazine bars, nowadays got em’ on the lean
we all wanna’ become money making machines
we don’t wanna’ cheat the system
but we gotta’ find a way now to beat the system
cause we can’t follow this sh-t, like n-ggas do religion
i’m tryna’ ball without a budget, so i learn to pivot
them n-ggas tryna’ take my life,so i learn to live it
and everything nowadays is never chosen, you either got to taketh, or giveth, uh
you tell me what i got left
tryna’ take my steps, want to take the right way, but i had to go left
so they outside, with the raw
in the kitchen cooking up, like they a chef
they wanna’ get a 9 to 5, but it’s hard to survive
that’s why we outside on the grind
screaming out

[bridge]
yea …
to all my n-ggas on the grind …
keep ya’ motherf-ckin’ head up
uh, to all my n-ggas trying to stay alive …
keep ya’ motherf-ckin’ head up
uh, to all my n-ggas on the grind …
yea, keep ya’ motherf-ckin’ head up
uh, to all my n-ggas trying to stay alive, uhh …
keep ya’ motherf-ckin’ head up

(words echo out. instrumental fades)

- blue martinez lyrics

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