Kent Money - Mafia Money Lyrics (Ft. BMac)

Mafia Money Lyrics by Kent Money Ft. BMac

(Hook)
Hello, is this thing on?
Can I get a round of applause?
Think I finally stepped off from the porch painting portrait in the chorus
Is unfortunate that it took so long, but fuck it.

(Verse)
I’m such a dummy in a rough, color clarity and cut,
But the crop that promised A1, let me tear those enough to make you wanna break bad
And the hater wanna break dead.
See niggers with no money, I can prone, so fuck what Drake said.
But I’m speeding out of city limits, watching the Marley
Portions gotta make some digits when losing gotta make no name
The government’s a bunch of digits,
No luck we’re living in the system, that’s the kind to make you take what you be giving.
Got to get it while you can, say you can understand
A betrayal can get you cured under every circumstance
These casualties that were whoever connecting getting
There’s bodies on the floor, nobody respects the innocent
I’m guilty of doing some things, they sure as hell are mad at me
Got no time for that thing, I can do itself battery
Easy struggle it’s nothing I get from struggle
When hustle make me some buzz and taking me so up.

(Hook)
Hello, is this thing on?
Can I get a round of applause?
Them youngers finally stepped off from the porch painting portrait in the chorus
Is unfortunate that it took so long, but so what?
Cause now we so up, cause now we so up.
Cause now we so up, cause now we so up.

(Verse)
I remember the feeling, a chasing tree, pillars take to the ceiling
Lord willing, clips hiding, have a mind of a dealing
Tips on the chip on your shoulder for kind of closure
What’s up?
My head fall fetch dress students
No cares for who here first when the realest niggers were true.
But for the lights of you no messing to counting paper
Stab it behind my habits, talk money over a taper.
Of course niggers ain’t heard of that, take mine and murder back,
And I ain’t nice of shit if you pupils before you heard the clack
Balls do cost, that’s liber for culminating,
No worries for ever losing, switch lane for money lancing.
Father become forgotten, big momma start getting find it,
Keep vision knows when you plack, say your prayers, finish your dinner
Script as the perfect picture, a privilege in my religion,
Still confront with the sinners, I hope that I get forgiving, Lord.

(Hook)
Hello, is this thing on?
Can I get a round of applause?
Them youngers finally stepped off from the porch painting portrait in the chorus
Is unfortunate that it took so long, but so what?
Cause now we so up, cause now we so up.
Cause now we so up, cause now we so up.