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Money Makes The World Go Round

Money Makes The World Go Round

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Money makes the world go round
What goes up must come down
I saw you, you saw me
I saw you, you saw me
You was up and I was down
Now I'm up and you're down
What goes up come down
Money make the world go round
Every town, every city, same song
Every block, every county, same song

Once I had the pop it was all eyes on me
I was born to pop, all eyes on me
Tennis shoes, braces, you niggas move is basic
Grand crew on cases, new illumination
I'm tryina touch the ceiling, bitch in the black drive
I'm going through customs, I still smell hot
Chinx and Belly, bitches had to tell you bump the dog, beg the valet
It ain't shit you can tell me, nigga

Money makes the world go round
What goes up must come down
I saw you, you saw me
I saw you, you saw me
You was up and I was down
Now I'm up and you're down
What goes up come down
Money make the world go round
Every town, every city, same song
Every block, every county, same song

Seven gold chains, Jesus hang off each one
Searching for a miracle, you need at least one
Try to find salvation through this last ounce
Couldn't stomach what I witnessed, you were pass out
Put the key into ignition then I step out
Snatch the clip above the tray and blow my last cloud
Same nigga gain the world lose his whole self
Probably killed him on the spot, he should've chose hell
Cast the jewels in the fire, watch the gold melt
Clocking digits in the blizzard, it's a cold hell
Indicted of conspiracy, but no relation to it
Wish you could've read the signs like the Masons do it
Frozen water in my crucifix, it's unholy
Devil tried and locked me in but he couldn't hold me
Honey gram where I used to keep my cross training
Feeling chills through the music, shit is cold lane

Money makes the world go round
What goes up must come down
I saw you, you saw me
I saw you, you saw me
You was up and I was down
Now I'm up and you're down
What goes up come down
Money make the world go round
Every town, every city, same song
Every block, every county, same song

We in the big leagues and my team got a big lead
Six feet but I'm six three in that six three
I'm going sacrilegious ham
Aligning what I am and you're my sacrificial lamb
God damn, my pack is louder than a pack of crow
Pass this shit around, you going down like pack you out
Backing now, I got half these bitches passing out
Passing up, tapping free drinks like it's happy hour
She says she never wanna leave, you don't got her
These other niggas fake, balling like the globe trotters
You probably think she's yours but you don't got her
She went soul searching and then came back with red bottom

Money makes the world go round
What goes up must come down
I saw you, you saw me
I saw you, you saw me
You was up and I was down
Now I'm up and you're down
What goes up come down
Money make the world go round
Every town, every city, same song
Every block, every county, same song

 

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