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redemption arc - yung mon£y $imp lyrics

[intro: yung mon£y $imp & kung tu dollar$ign]
yung money simp
kung tu on the track
big up my man saeid yeah
finally came out the closet and that
fire in the booth

[verse 1: yung mon£y $imp]
me and kung tu we running that bankroll
pullin’ those banknotes straight out of a black hole
switch role, control, saeid just got with a fat ho?
yeah let’s leave that story untold
drivin’ teslas, makin’ stacks
payin’ additional rate income tax
but 45% we dont f*ck about
with hmrc yeah they got bare clout
hit ’em with the glock, c*ck, pop pop pop
j1 diors you know we gon’ cop
gettin’ free cash like we playin’ monopoly
but b*tch, we dont f*ck with no play money
“thats funny, unlucky”
kung tu lost a rack getting scammed but he
kept running up, running up racks with me
we makin those r*t*rd days history
that man’s insane brain’s a f*ckin’ mystery
speaking of tu he’ll consistently
f*ck you up, door knock, delivery
[verse 2: kung tu dollar$ign]
knock knock, is that a gentleman in paris?
no it ain’t kanye and it ain’t rolf harris
i don’t speak baguette and i never will
i’d much rather relax and pop some pills (paracetamol)
stargazing, far gazing, 420 blazin’ it
i’m the og all you b*tches be fakin’ it
makin’ it, breakin’ it, run up the money
counterfeit
i’m five*eight
but when i stand on my money i’m five*nine
your hairline
lookin’ like you’ve done a cameo on dateline
fine line between getting with your sister and a bovine
hold up, stop sign
i think saeid did columbine
switch my birds like i switch my flows
blue tit, red tit, anything goes
came from the top, now we at the bottom
but our money moves ain’t gone be forgotten
listen here b*tch here’s financial advice
steal from me, i’ll put your head in a vice
when the cops pull up i invoke the fifth
my .45s ended dozens of smiths

[interlude: saeid]
peter the sort of guy to get with the venezuelan woman
i get the fattest box
[verse 3: kung tu dollar$ign]
milly on my wrist, yeah life’s a bummer
fast track twenty years and saeid’s a plumber
fix my loo, i’ll leave a nice surprise
but who could beat your dad cheating on his wife?
clout chasing at its finest, it ain’t a career
what a sad little life i’ll shed a tear
your mum’s a hoe, your dad’s a dear
can’t make a timer?
engineer?

you dumb little sh*t with 60 iq
picking up pennies, don’t be cuckoo
now all my opps be sh*ttin’ bricks
still tryna beef you little pr*cks?
yeah i’m asian, you know i’m good at maths
but even i can’t work out how many dads you have
dr phil lookin’ ass b*tch
your hairline mate, don’t gimme a stitch
i’ma a shooter yeah, pull up with my glizzy
saeid thinks he’s hard but where the f*ck is he
you had your chance, we took pity
guess you didn’t know, england is my city
sheesh

[interlude: yung mon£y $imp & saeid]
alright, saeid couldn’t make it to the studio so we’re gonna hit his verse
i’m scared now
[verse 4: yung mon£y $imp]
saeid pays his b*tches in handfuls of playdough
sometimes the parents do get in the way though
they three*foot*five so they obviously dont know
that he’s the king of this god d*mn borough
cops comin’, he better lie low
and delete the pics that are on his slideshow
he hides all his kids in guangzhao
’cause the chinese government just don’t care bro

[interlude: yung mon£y $imp]
yo, shoutout my boy reza, shoutout my boy rahdog and shoutout my boy mb yeah, big ballers and that

[verse 5: yung mon£y $imp & kung tu dollar$ign]
yeah its kung tu, and young money simp on it
wrote it and cl!cked submit now we feel bad for it
guilt hitting hard, might’ve gone too far
guess you could say its a redemption arc?
saeid is fable his story’s mythology
his dms are studied in human ecology
this is the start of the saied chronology
maybe we owe him a god d*mn apology

- yung mony imp lyrics

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