Ambition Music

At our place, we won't be jealous of your success
Either we screw you over, or we congratulate you
With my buddies, we make moves (we start)
With dirty words, we make figures

Concerned are the brothers born into illegality
That's why they recognize themselves in my stories
I have to prostrate myself as soon as possible
Stop the weed, need money
Fuck being a lyricist
When I'm far from my friends
I feel like I'm going to explode
I have to raise the level
I have the pressure of projects
Don't force us to screw you over
You're going to sue if you want to approach me

Need the money, money, money, money, money (hey)
And need the money, money, money, money, money (hey)
And need the money, money, money, money, money (hey)
And need the money, money, money, money, money (hey, hey)

Hmm, hmm, hey-hey, need the money

Hmm, wo-oh, yeah-yeah, need the money
Hmm, yeah-yeah, hey-hey, need the money
Hmm, yeah-eah, yeah-eah, need the money
(Money, money, money, money, need the money
Need the money, money, money, money)
Big son of a bitch we're going to

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