Real Money Counter lyrics

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3200 Tre



[Intro]
Come on, let me get in there
Aha, It's Thirty
Come on, uh
Huh, you not– alright
Hold on, you hear that money counter back there?
Ooh, f*ck

[Verse]
Hm, since I'm RMC, I went and bought a money counter
Huh, once the pape' make itself, I let the money count it
Huh, I'on wanna talk if you ain't touch a hundred thousand
Hm, we not same type of n*gga, get the f*ck from around me
Hm, f*ck I look like settlin' for minimum wage
Huh, sometimes sh*t gon' be slow, I done been through them days
Huh, the phone don't nevеr stop ringin', I'm just missin' the plays
Huh, when I'm tryna rap, I need somebody hittin' thеm plays
Huh, everything gon' make sense once I'm hittin' the stage
Huh, if you turnin' a new leaf, that mean you flippin' a page
Huh, I'm tired of rockin' wit' the fro, I'm finna get me some braids
Hm, I'm done droppin' Wock' in pop, get me a lemonade
Come on, the trap ain't shuttin' down 'til the rap pay off
Come on, Ali told me that's too much, take a eighth off
Come on, they tryna see who hate me more, it's a hate-off
Come on, 3-2-1, b*tch, I'm 'bout to take-off
Hm, the clock don't never stop movin', I gotta work wit' it
Hm, come sign your life away to MINE, you get a verse wit' it
Huh, you only got 3200, I can work wit' it
Hm, they know I'm fresh out the mud, they hear the dirt in me
Huh, you ain't never been alone, boy, that hurt different
Huh, this b*tch brought her fat friend, this the worst mission
Hm, I still use the same stove, this my third kitchen
Huh, this n*gga crib like Warzone, all the Perks missin'
Huh, I like to freestyle when I rap and surprise myself
Hm, I just got a brand new tat', I surprise myself
Huh, she say she ain't been here long, I just arrived myself
Hm, right now I got too much on me, I'm finna rob myself
Hm, I been around this whole time, I ain't just pop up
Hm, I be there when I'm finish, I'm tryna lock up
I told lil' bro keep his head down and hold his Glock up
If I take a case and hit it wit' a knife, that mean the box cut
Yeah, n*gga, I done hit the juice
Hm, Chase really does pay, I'm livin' proof
Huh, how you run off wit' some money I give to you?
Huh, money is not everything, it's the principle
Huh, you don't need to be around, you're expendable
Huh, you don't got to be like us, be original
Hm, I like to go wit' my gut, I'm intuitional
Huh, I'm the one who lay the law, b*tch, I'm the principal
Hm, b*tch, I'm ten toes, I stand on top of everything
Huh, the whole hood was outside until the sheriff came
Hm, I don't f*ck wit' Charlie Sheen, I smoke Mary Jane
Huh, my n*gga Jeff made me rich, he smoke everything
Huh, I been fly all my life, I'm not scared of plans
Huh, before I got this sh*t myself, I was sharin' thangs
Hm, both of them b*tches burnt, they a pair of flames
If you don't see me, I'on think your glasses workin', go repair the frames
[Outro]
Huh, Real Money Counter, MINE sh*t, n*gga
Come on
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