So Much Money 2 Be Made

[Verse 1: Bakarii]
There's so much money to be made
Niggas gotta stay camouflaged
We ready to mob can't take no loss, gotta have that [?] Nina, Ross
[?] hall of [?] boss dog, man
Gun to my hand hi to my land crew
Scoob, if it [?] like some [?]
Escape underground, let them other fakers drown
It's midwest on [?] fuck the rest
A threat to society [?] microphone check
Always get respect, nigga I'm real till I'm killed
Gotta steal, [?] my window sill
I'm still a soldier, sharp like a raiser blade
Flaming what I claim, [?] this game
[?] and Imma be checking my grip [?] about six clips
Ready to make the hit
Stеady protectin' my grip

[Verse 2: Big Scoob]
Beginning my day counting change
Hustling up is onе of them things
Living the life of a hustler, man
Stacking my [?]
You should do the same
Get your [?]
[?] pay your doos
With some trues known for breaking rules
This how I choose to live
[?] to feed my crew
Hoping and praying I [?]
Only God can judge me for this life I live
Yet still, you try to tell me how to keep it real
Be a slave at this job just to pay my bills
[?] is what I make when I [?]
[?] everytime I [?] these fucking rocks
[?] and your crew, stack some cheese
Got some keys
Flip the script and top the charts [?]

[Chorus: Bakarii]
There's so much money to be made
Niggas gotta stay paid
Can't take no loss
Worldwide, get your sauce
So much game
Remain true to what you [?]
Cause it's all about the cash
Fuck your crew
There's so much money to be made
Niggas gotta stay paid
Can't take no loss
Worldwide, get your sauce
So much game
Remain true to what you [?]
Cause it's all about the cash
Fuck your crew

[Verse 3: Rock Money]
I kept it clever as a young nigga [?] the word
Got a gun finger on the trigger, fools get [?]
Got your mama [?] try to pay me
Now watch how quick a nigga pay me
[?] keep your hand on your [?]
Your clean ass block, [?] man on [?] plan
[?] relish [?]
Ain't no green for me, [?]
Escape off the premise, grimmis
[?] right in your mouth
Gun right at your head down south
[?] snitched to the po po
Every motherfucker acting like he stupid and he don't know
I'm rolling out with Rogue Dogs
Check in with my Tripple Life niggas
Midwestside
[?] you can test it
[?] on the streets if my money gets low
Don't sleep

[Verse 4: Short Nitty]
I can't keep my mind off my hustle
My grind and my struggles
Since the first time, mama pushed me out the pussy muscles
Hear me screaming out for relish like a bitch being [?]
[?] my paper chasing [?], and I'm [?]
I'm having visions of me hog styling, [?] my albums
My producer Diamond [?], [?] thousands
56 niggas with me, when I yell Rogue Dog
[?] with a so called [?]
SI sware it's fuck 'em, with a [?]
[?] I'm strapped with that 80 when I'm [?]
Ain't no tellin what they just might try to do to me
Pull me over, hit me up, and watch me die in the streets
Not me
I live life heartless
[?] till I bail
On these Kansas City streets, [?] midwest [?]

[Chorus: Bakarii]
There's so much money to be made
Niggas gotta stay paid
Can't take no loss
Worldwide, get your sauce
So much game
Remain true to what you [?]
Cause it's all about the cash
Fuck your crew
There's so much money to be made
Niggas gotta stay paid
Can't take no loss
Worldwide, get your sauce
So much game
Remain true to what you [?]
Cause it's all about the cash
Fuck your crew