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Imma mix that up, no pressure Coming from that dirt, now we expensive And you not gang, you not no member I sit back, watch that money turn your side here It's on you, go get it I'm on my grind, where the bread is I'm just tryna make my bread big The real ones, the niggas with the red eye From the mud, you know we ain't playing Tonight, letting you know we made it Hold down the money, I start praying Got back on my feat, never weak I remember the days [?] [?] had me down Nobody got me then I have to get me now You gon respect me [?] [?] Things II cop it, yeah I got time I'm back, with the niggas with the red eye [?] Imma mix that up, no pressure Coming from that dirt, now we expensive And you not gang, you not no member SongtexteI sit back, watch that money turn your side here It's on you, go get it I'm on my grind, where the bread is I'm just tryna make my bread big The real ones, the niggas with the red eye Baby! Balling on these niggas uncontrollably Had to tell my mama "ain't no controling me" Put diamonds in my teath, so the world can see If I ever get the chance, I give you everything Double C, I ain't mean Get the groove, listen to what I'm telling you All I make is money moves Pray you don't get it confused I done fell in love with Lean and jewls Fell in love with bands and shoes See everything brand spanking new Sipping on this Lean, I'm getting faded Upgrade to a Bentley from a Sadies Everything I'm riding in the latest I been balling, had to go find me an agent Imma mix that up, no pressure Coming from that dirt, now we expensive And you not gang, you not no member I sit back, watch that money turn your side here It's on you, go get it I'm on my grind, where the bread is I'm just tryna make my bread big The real ones, the niggas with the red eye Aus Songtexte Mania