lol its a a parody..........i'm jsut straight clowning.........its just towards peeps in my town.....money hungry scabs.....................real po peeps.....who scab money every day
[Friend]
Man we gotta go get something to eat man
I'm hungry as a motherfucker
[trill]
Ay yo man, damn what's taking homie so long son?
[Friend]
T, calm down, here he come
[9 wallet grabs]
[Friend n trill]
Ahh, ohh, what the fuck!?
[Friend]
Ahh! son, protect yo wallet! Protect it!
[Intro: trill - singing]
Many men, wish money from me
Chicken Salt in my eye dawg and I can't see
I'm trying to be what I'm destined to be
And olly trying to take my change away
I put olly back in his hole for fucking with me
My back on the wall, now you gon' see
Better watch how you talk, when you take money from me
Cause I'll come and take your credit card away
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish money from me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
[Verse One]
Now these pussy bums taking money from my hand
Go on and get my refund motherfucker, betta understand
I'm the rich-o in the mansion, that’s been found
I'm the Eumundi king and I’ve been crowned
When I come downtown, something special happen every time
People try and scab, try n take what’s mine,
I walk the block with the bundles
I've been donating to the humble
Swing the ox when I rumble
Got money… you betta run-dude
Got a temper bum, go'head, lose your head
Turn your back on me, get mugged and lose your legs
I walk around money in my pocket, coin aint neva been colder
Till I bust a water bomb in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over
[Chorus - singing]
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish money from me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my silver n gold
Somewhere my wallet turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
[Verse Two]
Some days wouldn't be terrible, if it wasn't for scabs
Being rich wouldn't feel so good, if stiffy didn’t wear rags
Loosing cash gotta be easy, 'cause earning is hard
Scum scabers, leave you physically, mentally, and financially scarred
This if for my peeps on the block, chopping buds and cigars
For the peeps doin detention, doing life behind bars
I don't see only god can judge me, 'cause I see things clear
Quick these crackers will give my black ass a hundred years
I'm like Mc Cally Culcan in Riche Rich, you can call me a rich bastard
Save money by any means, with my sniper moves mastered
Errol switched sides on me, let peeps take money from-me
I thought we was cool, why you want me to be broke homie?
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
Every day I give to the bums, but they don't give back nothing
I know they scheming, they say they got money but they only bluffing
In my nightmares, scabs keep stealing change from me
Nibs says give me a dollar, or he’ll put a hex on me
The BP didn't know much, when gum got stolen
I got a drink from the fish cafe, drank it behind her holden
I ain't gonna give it out for you motherfuckers all the time
Are you povo nigga? You can't afford the lines
In the bible it says, what goes around, comes around
Almost got my money, three weeks later he got scabbed down
Now it's clear that I'm here, for a real reason shit aint strange
'Cause he got scabbed like I got scabbed, but he ain't fucking got no change
[Chorus]
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