Money Don’t Sleep
Burns Fred
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Burns Fred — Money Don’t Sleep
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Money Don’t Sleep
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Yeah… Street lights, late nights, Money movin’ quick, but the risk’s high. Started with a dime, turned it to a brick, Hustle on the corner, had to learn it quick. Dodgin’ blue lights, gotta watch my six, Life in the fast lane, can’t ever quit. Cash in my pocket, paranoia in my mind, Every single move gotta stay aligned. Trust no face, only trust the grind, Dreams of a mansion, I’ma get what’s mine. Stack it, pack it, flip it, ship it, Money in my hand, yeah, I gotta go get it. Trap phone ringin’, can’t quit, won’t stop, Every single corner, yeah, we run that block. Stack it, pack it, flip it, ship it, Life in the game, but the clock still tickin’. Risk it all, just to make that pay, Hustle in the dark ‘til we see that day. Powder on the table, scales never lie, Chasin’ dirty money ‘til the day I die. Mama told me different, but I chose this way, Now I’m knee-deep, ain’t no time to pray. Enemies lurkin’, snakes in the grass, One wrong step and your time don’t last. But I’m built for the hustle, built for the grind, Cold world, only strong ones shine. Stack it, pack it, flip it, ship it, Money in my hand, yeah, I gotta go get it. Trap phone ringin’, can’t quit, won’t stop, Every single corner, yeah, we run that block. Stack it, pack it, flip it, ship it, Life in the game, but the clock still tickin’. Risk it all, just to make that pay, Hustle in the dark ‘til we see that day.
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