Queen ’Mani lyrics

[Chorus]
The world is filled with kush and blow
Hustling is all I know
The streets is mine, can't you see?
I'm about my money

[Verse 1]
The world is filled with kush and blow
Yeah I'm just telling you what I know
Thanks to baking soda, turned two to four
Fiends still kick down the door, lookin' for more
You can call me the hustle man, I know how to stretch out a rubber band
It all started off, it was hand to hand
Now I'm the man with grams
Now I'm the man with the foreign cars
Myrtle Beach tour with [?]
Them girls was our's
I had Rémy in my system, just like B.I.G. sh*t
f*cked 'em, then I dissed 'em
L.A. Confidential roll, up in the air, Staple Center, number 24
I got it way cheaper, homie
If the feds find out, they gon' put a sleeper on me

[Chorus]
The world is filled with kush and blow
Hustling is all I know
The streets is mine, can't you see?
I'm about my money
[Verse 2: Benny The Butcher]
Watch me fit a few stacks in my new denim
Who are you kidding? Chains keep a few kittens
Read my resume, shootings and a few chickens
Got my suit fitted, now I'm tryna do business
I'm in the streets sh*t, my Virginia Beach, b*tch
Never seen dope, never drove a V6
I see sh*t like Paulie did in Goodfellas
Another Henry Hill was hard to keep a good fella
I would get ya, but I'd rather let the wolves get ya
Take you for a ride, you die 'fore the hook catch up
Look at the hood, know I promised them I would never
Blowing kush, beat knocking like a woodpecker
We take big risks, I can't skip this
It's a white girl in the trunk, Kate Winslet
Yeah, I see money like G money
My next life I might be money

[Chorus]
The world is filled with kush and blow
Hustling is all I know
The streets is mine, can't you see?
I'm about my money

[Verse 3: Armani Caesar]
New [?] new purse
[?] new work
Matter fact got a mans in Newark
He said come holla at him, I'm looking for new work
See I could keep it real with you, but the truth hurts
Lotta b*tches now too fake like a tooth hurt
Used to tape them packs to my thigh for that new purse
Just to keep my mans block jumpin' like [?]
The best b*tch in N-Y, [?] crews first
You haters wish I would die, I tell 'em you first
I'm far from the same, but [?] in the game
My delivery crazy, the bars are insane
Do this for the Roxannes and the Tiffany Lanes
Show 'em rappers much more than a stack or a chain
From high price rap, I switch up the [?]
Then to backpack you hoes, better stay in your lane
[Chorus]
The world is filled with kush and blow
Hustling is all I know
The streets is mine, can't you see?
I'm about my money