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Oh Lord, Jetson made another one Chorus Comin' with the money, got the backend with me Ayy Nigga, better act like you hear me I ain't gotta run up with the pack, come get it I don't wanna hear you rap, I'm chillin' I ain't got time, finna keep no ho I don't really got no feelings Really got rich and got to keep my soul And that's a good goddamn feelin' Comin' with the money, got the backend with me Ayy, ayy Nigga, better act like you hear me I ain't gotta run up with the pack, come get it I don't wanna hear you rap, I'm chillin' I ain't got time, finna keep no ho I don't really got no feelings Really got rich and got to keep my soul And that's a good goddamn feelin' Verse 1 You gon' have to leave I fucked up the game, stay with the gang, so they after me Yeah, yeah It's blood on my name and it left a stain, but I'm comin' clean Yeah, yeah 'Cause I've seen shit I won't forget, it's all in my dreams Ayy, ayy And whenever I trip, I still won't quit 'cause I want me Me At the house with your bitch givin' her dick while you're out with your team Uh-huh And it's no love for them, shit, they ain't got no love for me Uh-uh I'ma keep fuckin' these fuck niggas' hoes On the stage at my show with a pole in my jeans And I still got that iron, I ain't talkin' clothes, I ain't talkin' crease Huh, crease Now the money don't fold, I leave it at home, it's right here with me Huh Bitch, I'm... Chorus Comin' with the money, got the backend with me Ayy Nigga, better act like you hear me I ain't gotta run up with the pack, come get it I don't wanna hear you rap, I'm chillin' I ain't got time, finna keep no ho I don't really got no feelings Really got rich and got to keep my soul And that's a good goddamn feelin' Comin' with the money, got the backend with me Ayy, ayy Nigga, better act like you hear me I ain't gotta run up with the pack, come get it I don't wanna hear you rap, I'm chillin' I ain't got time, finna keep no ho I don't really got no feelings Really got rich and got to keep my soul And that's a good goddamn feelin' Verse 2 Huh, that's a good feelin' Uh You ain't with the gang, fuck out the way, it's me and my niggas Gang, gang, gang, gang 'Member back in the day when we wasn't straight, they didn't feel us Uh-uh Now we all got a plate and we eatin' steak 'cause we handle business Yeah, yeah Now we all goin' baby Baby on baby Got these broads goin' crazy Huh, yeah 'Fore they knew who I was Who you I was already blankin' Yeah, blank Had them 'bows in the pantry Huh, the pantry Got your by her ankles Huh, her ankles Yeah I'm armed and I'm dangerous Yeah, dangerous I will stop my performance and spank you I'll beat one of these niggas us These niggas pussy, wanna send me to booking I'm one deep in a hoodie, put that heat on a bully And bitch, I'm... Chorus Comin' with the money, got the backend with me Ayy Nigga, better act like you hear me I ain't gotta run up with the pack, come get it I don't wanna hear you rap, I'm chillin' I ain't got time, finna keep no ho I don't really got no feelings Really got rich and got to keep my soul And that's a good goddamn feelin' Comin' with the money, got the backend with me Ayy, ayy Nigga, better act like you hear me I ain't gotta run up with the pack, come get it I don't wanna hear you rap, I'm chillin' I ain't got time, finna keep no ho I don't really got no feelings Really got rich and got to keep my soul And that's a good goddamn feelin'