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[Chorus] Money conversations, money talk I'm a schizophrenic, I hear dead people talk Nigga you ain't rich until your whole crew bosses Got a hundred K stashed away in the coffin These are Gucci shoes, ain't no red bottoms Fucked her mouth dry, now the bitch havin' head problems Nightmares in my sleep, yeah I think the feds watchin' If it's beef it's no sleep, I hear the chopper callin' [Verse 1] Mister grim reaper in the cut, I'ma stick you up Fifty K on the backend, I'm goin' to pick it up Spent your bitch tuition on a stripper with a fake butt I'm not your average rapper, bitch I still keep the forty tucked Eighty K on a Hellcat, you can smell the dust Bitch bad but she beat her feet and she ride the bus Zig zag, these niggas start runnin' when this Glock bust Worldwide cash, pussy nigga you a local fuck [Chorus] Money conversations, money talk I'm a schizophrenic, I hear dead people talk Nigga you ain't rich until your whole crew bosses Got a hundred K stashed away in the coffin These are Gucci shoes, ain't no red bottoms Fucked her mouth dry, now the bitch havin' head problems Nightmares in my sleep, yeah I think the feds watchin' If it's beef it's no sleep, I hear the chopper callin' [Verse 2] Late night, I'm countin' up a hundred K I'm getting too much money, I need a bigger safe I'm trappin' hard on the block, you niggas in the way Ain't no nick or no hard, bitch get out my face I ain't serving up eight grams or better, bitch I keep the heavy metal Loyal clientele, every J know my fuckin' schedule He say he wanna rob me, ha, nigga you know better I keep a Glock on me, nah, this ain't show and tell 'em [Chorus] Money conversations, money talk I'm a schizophrenic, I hear dead people talk Nigga you ain't rich until your whole crew bosses Got a hundred K stashed away in the coffin These are Gucci shoes, ain't no red bottoms Fucked her mouth dry, now the bitch havin' head problems Nightmares in my sleep, yeah I think the feds watchin' If it's beef it's no sleep, I hear the chopper callin'
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