Money Man - Calculated lyrics

[Money Man - Calculated lyrics]

I cannot lie, my life is disturbing
When they [_] I swear I was hurt
When they took loom I swear I was hurt
Some people use you, they only a burden
Bitch makin' shit up, I'ma gon' and confirm it
My youngin' 14, he gon slide with the perm
My girl natural, bitch you better not perm it
Bought her a Patek, she really deserve it
Investments, you gotta shape your environment
Protected, we solvin' problems with violence
Put you in St. Laurent now you inseperated
I'ma genius you know I stay calculated
I got demons at late night, I gotta face 'em
Only profit cause all them cards not gon' make em
Im in France I go ball like I'm Wembayana
Got a mixed bitch she look like a black katana
I be thumbin' and thumbin' and countin' commas
Go and ask her I spoil my baby mama

I get bloodthirsty, no I'm not sparin' robbеrs
I get gun happy, now I'm not buying choppers
I need new addies, cause I keep sendin' plastics
Got a new baddie, I like to touch her assets
I can't live shabby, had to go cop a mansion
I be toe taggin', hitstick, I'm swingin' branches
Take a bank out, you know I hit 30 branches
In the highrise, I'm coolin' with 30 dancers
Know her type, she can't be wife
One night girl, you just get piped
[_] my life
Can't believe I almost died
Heard the bad news
My daughter was cryin'
Touch my fam, somebody dyin'
Hateful, niggas got hate in they heart
Painful, nigga went in F and then spoiled it
Gainin', listenin' to em scribin' them charges
Slanging that [_], so I can't get charged
Never, turn my back on none of my dogs
Forever, I'ma be down for my squad

I cannot lie, my life is disturbing
When they [_] I swear I was hurt
When they took loom I swear I was hurt
Some people use you, they only a burden
Bitch makin' shit up, I'ma gon' and confirm it
My youngin' 14, he gon slide with the perm
My girl natural, bitch you better not perm it
Bought her a Patek, she really deserve it
Investments, you gotta shape your environment
Protected, we solvin' problems with violence
Put you in St. Laurent now you inseperated
I'ma genius you know I stay calculated
I got demons at late night, I gotta face 'em
Only profit cause all them cards not gon' make em
Im in France I go ball like I'm Wembayana
Got a mixed bitch she look like a black katana
I be thumbin' and thumbin' and countin' commas
Go and ask her I spoil my baby mama

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