Dedicated

[Asaad]
(dedicated to the money)
LETS GO, MY NIGGA LETS GET IT
IMA CASH OUT, ITS MINE, IMA SPEND IT
(dedicated to the money)
THATS WORD TO MY MOTHER
IF YOU PLAYING WITH MY MONEY PUT YOU 6 FEET UNDER
(dedicated to the money)
MY PHONE JUMPING, YEAH THE MONEY CALLING
IF IT AINT ABOUT THE MONEY, I DONT WANT IT
(dedicated to the money)
JUST TRYNA GET MY BREAD A LIL LONGER
CAUSE ALL THIS BULLSHIT JUST MAKE ME STRONGER
(dedicated to the money)

[Grande Marshall]
Lord why they hating on me
I thought the name of the game was to get this money
Say keep it real, well ain't this what you wanted
See we could all do numbers but you niggas phony
Yeah I hear the talking homie
Look at who winning with me, why would you wanna oppose me
Far as gangstas you just drinking 40’s
My tires squealing and the wheel smoky
Mouths running but it’s always traffic
I see you shining you don’t see me lamping
Block beater doing damage
My money antics got em frantic
Got your baby getting pampered
Pedicures for dirty dancers
All the laundry getting hampered
Stay wrapped in plastic 'hind the plaster
These niggas don’t have no standards
Make a grip, you lose a handle
Stacking, I became a master
Run it on them rollers, heard you skating on her heels
New grill Babyface, how you feel, I got that whip appeal
Stay on my job I work them shifts in pull off in that Eddie Griffin
Put forces on Detroit Pistons
Glory to the true and living
We play the block and run the zone, my niggas balling out the gym
Keep the NBA street, beat balling up my Timbs
I’m driving reckless, sitting proper
Dress like I got stock options
Money trains, planes, and copters
Start my clocking who gon’ stop us

[Asaad]
(dedicated to the money)
LETS GO, MY NIGGA LETS GET IT
IMA CASH OUT, ITS MINE, IMA SPEND IT
(dedicated to the money)
THATS WORD TO MY MOTHER
IF YOU PLAYING WITH MY MONEY PUT YOU 6 FEET UNDER
(dedicated to the money)
MY PHONE JUMPING, YEAH THE MONEY CALLING
IF IT AINT ABOUT THE MONEY, I DONT WANT IT
(dedicated to the money)
JUST TRYNA GET MY BREAD A LIL LONGER
CAUSE ALL THIS BULLSHIT JUST MAKE ME STRONGER
(dedicated to the money)

[Grande Marshall]
Y’all already know what I’m bout homie
Get down or lay down homie
Pay up pay now homie
Give the head, get crowned shorty
Y’all niggas don’t ride like I do
Hoods I lamp in, y’all fly thru
Jawns on the low high like I do
Strong arm a ho if she fine too
Live the life of Riley, Pat run the team
Money come dirty, hands leave clean
Work with me I’ll be your tutor
Speakers knock you back to the future
84 dreams, matte black color nightmares
Smoking ghetty green, dropping ashes on my Nike Airs
Niggas wish they could rap like me, wish I would rap like them
You got work? who hired ya?
Couldn’t get a piss out the fireman
You a fuck nigga if I say so
Kid around with the play dough
Fuck a thick broad with her brows arched
Throw a 8 in the juice make applesauce
Born to ball never did court
Where’s I’m from it’s shoot to the score
Nothing like a chick that can rap Sigel
Wrap diesel, root for the Eagles
Keep em all on pins and needles
Speak, see, hear no evil
Pimp shit to the Cathedral
My weapon of choice is always lethal
That money

[Asaad]
(dedicated to the money)
LETS GO, MY NIGGA LETS GET IT
IMA CASH OUT, ITS MINE, IMA SPEND IT
(dedicated to the money)
THATS WORD TO MY MOTHER
IF YOU PLAYING WITH MY MONEY PUT YOU 6 FEET UNDER
(dedicated to the money)
MY PHONE JUMPING, YEAH THE MONEY CALLING
IF IT AINT ABOUT THE MONEY, I DONT WANT IT
(dedicated to the money)
JUST TRYNA GET MY BREAD A LIL LONGER
CAUSE ALL THIS BULLSHIT JUST MAKE ME STRONGER
(dedicated to the money)