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alot of money - j. stalin lyrics

[verse 1: j. stalin]
still chasing paper, n*gga, i ain’t mad at n0body
leader of the mafia, [?]
b*tch n*ggas hating, we throw they ass a surprise party
bad b*tch on the back of my harley, think it’s cardi
early to the paper, while you n*ggas always tardy
your b*tch think i’m the sh*t, like i walked in the room and farted
he be hustling hardly, that’s why he can’t stack nothing
i be stacking everything, n*gga, and i ain’t never bluffing
she can f*ck a n*gga grandaddy, i don’t handcuff
[?] n*gga got shot [?] call my bluff
retire from the dope game, on the corner, i made enough
they was selling green, i was selling white stuff
like f*ck love, all we need is loyalty and trust
love won’t pay bills, or get your ass on the buss
like f*ck love, all we need is loyalty and trust
love won’t pay bills, or get your ass on the buss

[verse 2: 22nd jim]
and i’m too bossed up on these n*ggas, know these n*ggas can’t f*ck with me
having motion and i show it, plus i do this sh*t comfortably
keep a 40, never lonely, for whoever wanna come for me
i got b*tches play they role, do what i say, they gon’ run for me
22nd pointguard, i ball above the rym
play with packs, i play with stacks, sometimes a n*gga rap
but don’t get it confused, i still can get you wacked
been off the porch since like 12, we came up busting straps
run up hundred after hundred, talking thousands though
n*ggas talking, asking do they want them problems though?
having b*tch n*gga problems, i’m on some rich sh*t
and don’t think i’m just talking, i really flip sh*t

[chorus: j. stalin]
get a lot of money
steady thumbing through the check
got a lot of money
stacked up to my neck
get a lot of money
steady thumbing through the check
get a lot of money
and you b*tches know the rest
get a lot of money
steady thumbing through the check
got a lot of money
stacked up to my neck
got a lot of money
steady thumbing through the check
get a lot of money
and you b*tches know the rest
[verse 3: j. stalin]
livewire n*ggas, still rep that ten
my sh*t 25 and up, you n*ggas can’t get in
i don’t f*ck with lil kids, i don’t party with them
bouncing coke, had it jumping like a jungle gym
223’s out that k, that gon’ knock off his limb
don’t jump off the porch in that water, if you can’t swim
treat him like a light, make his sh*t real dimb
rich off the packs, like i’m offset jim
got a nasty lil b*tch, like her name lil kim
and i be mazerela fetching, like my name lil tim
never mistake me for a sucka, i’ve never been one of them
address me like a king, i’ve always been one of them
i’m [?] crack dealer, your boyfriend, he a wimp
didgital scales, f*ck a dumbell, lil b*tch
[?] jukebox, and i’m like money [?]
we used to the gunfire, so we don’t ever flintch
i’ve always been in the game, you’ve always been on the bentch
i always been a boss, boy, you always been a b*tch
you can tell by this motherf*cking rolley on my wrist
you can tell by this motherf*cking roley on my wrist

- j stalin lyrics

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