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Dominick Ferranti
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Lyrics
(Domsta)
Money route GPS
I ain't like the rest
Syrup spout
Fuck a drought and ya qualitest
I show respect my word my rep
I cannot rest
Until we stack this paper tall
Stack it to my neck
I keep the TEC
Cus if I don’t
I could be next
I'm on the grind
Give it all
'Til ain't nothin left
Stomach screamin' pullin' thefts
Had to the clear shelf
Promised god I'll repay
When I see this wealth
Karma beat me to my knees
Lookin' up for help
Had to hang my head high
Or hang it from a belt
Ain't nothin else
(MF Khaos)
Ain't no 'S' on my chest
I'm a ghetto Vet
Gotta hustle everyday
Just to pay my rent
4-5 on my side
Leave you outta breathe
I be smokin' hella blunts
It relieves my stress
Make the money multiply
Until there's nothin' left
Until I'm ridin' in the slab
Candy cadillac
Now that money comin' in
Diamonds on my neck
On my grind
Give it all 'til there ain't nothin left
Written by: Dominick Ferranti