Hunnet Bands

That's right ok, Don Ke in the building

The money don't sleep nigga

Not where I'm from, check it out

They say the money don't sleep, a hustler ain't tired

Wake up getting paid, cause the paper outside

How bout a hunnid bands, a hunnid bands

Lately they ain't sliding, I done ran through a hundred grand

A quick six figgas, I guess we hood rich

I'm bout my hustle bout my cash, yeah I'm good bitch

Highly motivated, and super dedicated

I see the faking and the hate, but I appreciate it

The money never sleep, the cash never rests

Real nigga first of all, don't ever second guess

You suckers shaking hands, I'm out here making plans

Fifty racks and doubled up, and made a hunnid bands

This shit for ery'body, this shit for all ya'll

I told the bitch that I was finished, but she still call

On the grind give it time, I'ma kill ya'll

24's on the curb, what I still crawl

They say the money don't sleep, a hustler ain't tired

Wake up getting paid, cause the paper outside

How bout a hunnid bands, a hunnid bands

Lately they ain't sliding, I done ran through a hundred grand

This here for ery'body, this here for all ya'll

This here for ery'body, this here for all ya'll

This here for ery'body, that's why I still ball

I love the grind, give it time I'ma kill ya'll

This ain't for weak niggaz, this here for grown men

It's 4 AM, I'm still up and still going in

You know them soldiers on the highway, making sacrifices

I swear these books is out the roof, I'm talking drought prices

I'm counting every grand, until you understand

That them few bricks and couple pounds, gon' be a hunnid bands

Now what's the destination, we got the transportation

It's C.O.D. when you see me, so have that cash waiting

I got that money pride, plus money never tired

You know them FED's out here looking, keep your money quiet

We love to hustle, and were shine like the street lights

Give me a hunnid bands, dip and make it double twice

Hey get your paper up, put your cash down

Get you a hunnid bands, nigga this is swag time

Get you a couple of mo', then make em double up

You know they doubting a real nigga, I don't give a fuck

Oh yeah I'm hustler made, you busters underpaid

And it's gon' cost your ass some racks, if Don on the stage

I'm still a hardhead, Herschelwood vet

VS-1's hunnid bands, get the whole set

The Maserati was a dolla, and some extra change

Boulevard flossing hard, I need a extra lane

This shit for ery'body, not just the hood cats

It's 7-13, we came to bring the hood back

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