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Quarter million in cash would you die for it
If you knew yo man was wrong would you ride for him
Would you turn your back on him Would you slide for him
When the shit was good you said that you would die for him
This shit will change over night I seen it
If I told you that I love you then I meen it
First the money came dirty so I cleaned it
Touch down with the load Willy Beamon
These bitches talking down on you yeah that's treason
And these niggas wanna kill you for no reason
I'm at seasons 52 for the seasonings
Asked me what I'm celebrating bitch I'm eating
Cannatique on the table yeah the real one
All these bows around I just wanna seal one
All these hoes around I just wanna steal one
Spoil her and hope that she a real one
Quarter million in cash would you die for it
If you knew ya mans was wrong would you ride for him
Would you take the stand on would you lie for him
If these niggas had they way would you cry for him
Quarter million in cash would you die for it
If you knew ya mans was wrong would you ride for him
Would you take the stand on would you lie for him
If these niggas had they way would you ride for him
If I'm gone don't cry we GON celebrate
Shit in order just to make sure my family straight
My mother won't work again I promise that
And my brothers GON come up on a couple stacks
Shit in my past I can't take it back
I gave love and I wish that I could take it back
Took food off my plate imma make it back
Ever missed the post office had to take a nap
Ain't the best rapper but I sure can wrap
Triple seal Em wipe Em down don't check the track
Talking crazy bout me but don't check the facts
Giving credit to niggas with no equifax
I give credit to karma and the universe
Cuz they tried to take my life without shooting first
Sick when you switch now it's you that hurt
In a back of Bentley you can choose a hurst