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DJ Static - Don't Fold (feat. Trials) Lyrics



DJ Static - Don't Fold (feat. Trials) Lyrics




Money dont fold, that's nonsense
Money too old
I dont read comments
Money dont sleep they been on it
Tryna stay close
Finna start runnin shit
Circle iced out
Diamonds shaped like rhombus'
Run with with that check like Nike
Niggas from the check wanna fight Me
Facial rec my id
She want sex not likely
Think its sweet come try me
Take his blood no i.v

Flooded cuts bloody ruby ima living Movie
Never cut ghost gutted with Expensive Louie
You a mutt you gets nothing not Until you prove it
You a slut I want a lady not another Groupy
Guap'll try to change you of the rip
They stay down untill you down n' Then they dip
Curses flowing off they lips they Want you killed
We'll never slip off the foundation That we built
City waiting on my next move like My ex used to
Early bird gettin outa bed to some Flex music
She in love with this lifestyle but I Tell her some like this
Only thing I cuff is these links and This time peice on my wrist
And my time money get in line Dummy
They got eyes on me n they lyin on Me
I don't mind long as im countin Hundreds keep spying on me
Popped up outa nowhere
They all told me don't go there like I Didn't forget
Where I came from and the fact Those who didn't believe wanna Benefit

Money dont fold, that's nonsense
Money too old
I dont read comments
Money dont sleep they been on it
Tryna stay close
Finna start runnin shit
Circle iced out
Diamonds shaped like rhombus'
Run with with that check like Nike
Niggas from the check wanna fight Me
Facial rec my id
She want sex not likely
Think its sweet come try me
Take his blood no i.v

I just want more bags
I just wanna spend a check on baby
Let her tell it we ain't got no endin
Let me tell it she gone have my Babies
I will never let a broke boy phase me
I rather teach him how to prosper
Haters never had a place
Roaches crummin up on dollars
Hoes never had momma
Tell her chill keep on her dress
You ain't gotta give neck for respect
Too many different ways to get you a Check
A couple months on house arrest
James step back none but net
Plotting on me wanna know what's Next
Think I'm flexing they ain't seen none Yet

Nobody tell'em I'm coming
Let his chick tell'em bout me, like
Like you know trials sold out tonight
The one who used to ride the Mountain bike
Studio in my backpack
Rogers a 6:30 sharp
A lot changed since then
But I still murder every bar
No free me shirts, believe me
Sayin free me don't feed me
I get out they get in contact
Like come perform do a feature
Like where you at bro we need you
Come through drop a 8
F*ck niggas being fake
All they wanna do is scrape the Scrums of the plate
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Money dont fold, that's nonsense
Money too old
I dont read comments
Money dont sleep they been on it
Tryna stay close
Finna start runnin shit
Circle iced out
Diamonds shaped like rhombus'
Run with with that check like Nike
Niggas from the check wanna fight Me
Facial rec my id
She want sex not likely
Think its sweet come try me
Take his blood no i.v

Flooded cuts bloody ruby ima living Movie
Never cut ghost gutted with Expensive Louie
You a mutt you gets nothing not Until you prove it
You a slut I want a lady not another Groupy
Guap'll try to change you of the rip
They stay down untill you down n' Then they dip
Curses flowing off they lips they Want you killed
We'll never slip off the foundation That we built
City waiting on my next move like My ex used to
Early bird gettin outa bed to some Flex music
She in love with this lifestyle but I Tell her some like this
Only thing I cuff is these links and This time peice on my wrist
And my time money get in line Dummy
They got eyes on me n they lyin on Me
I don't mind long as im countin Hundreds keep spying on me
Popped up outa nowhere
They all told me don't go there like I Didn't forget
Where I came from and the fact Those who didn't believe wanna Benefit

Money dont fold, that's nonsense
Money too old
I dont read comments
Money dont sleep they been on it
Tryna stay close
Finna start runnin shit
Circle iced out
Diamonds shaped like rhombus'
Run with with that check like Nike
Niggas from the check wanna fight Me
Facial rec my id
She want sex not likely
Think its sweet come try me
Take his blood no i.v

I just want more bags
I just wanna spend a check on baby
Let her tell it we ain't got no endin
Let me tell it she gone have my Babies
I will never let a broke boy phase me
I rather teach him how to prosper
Haters never had a place
Roaches crummin up on dollars
Hoes never had momma
Tell her chill keep on her dress
You ain't gotta give neck for respect
Too many different ways to get you a Check
A couple months on house arrest
James step back none but net
Plotting on me wanna know what's Next
Think I'm flexing they ain't seen none Yet

Nobody tell'em I'm coming
Let his chick tell'em bout me, like
Like you know trials sold out tonight
The one who used to ride the Mountain bike
Studio in my backpack
Rogers a 6:30 sharp
A lot changed since then
But I still murder every bar
No free me shirts, believe me
Sayin free me don't feed me
I get out they get in contact
Like come perform do a feature
Like where you at bro we need you
Come through drop a 8
F*ck niggas being fake
All they wanna do is scrape the Scrums of the plate
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Writer: Brad Lewis, Eugene Acheampong
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O DistroKid

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