Artist: Darkim Be Allah Album: The Manhattan Project Song: Money to Spend Typed by: jannepar@dlc.fi, Tha Masta [Darkim Be Allah] Screwface niggas don't blink You know when you broke, how shit stink I link with the realest from thug to drug dealers Killas in my phonebook, family members Co-defendants, lone crooks See the tracksheet, the God is fast, don't sleep Play the backseat, countin your cash from last week Need the high, keep the street game, now what you seein me? Step in my world, check out the scenery All this shit is a pety thing Where was you at? I lost everything Sing me a song, fuck that, but I be wrong Pressure up, hittin the bricks to get my hustle up Dominate the corner, trips to Bahamas, new whips by the summer, drummer melody that hits three kicks for every felony Listen to the deadly piano, tellin me.. What the fuck that got do with it? You see me? Niggas they both were actin greedy Spread the love, and relieve me Watch me, no one can stop me Cop my word from treasure poppis How dare niggas try to cop.. Family ain't family no more I walk with niggas lookin just like me But I'm the target, I blessed it in Collect the check son, invest it in Dolly I ring Holly, and polly with the best of them Electrocute, step to your group, armor dressed with You still execute niggas like Texas The same one who held you down from the day one Kick back, relax and feel my invasion [Chorus 2X: Darkim Be Allah] All y'all niggas ain't givin me shit Spent the long hard day on the strength Finish this flip, if the Lord don't blast me, money to spend Then I'm happy cuz friends, they attack me [Darkim Be Allah] I walk the backstreets alone Rock the microphone, carry chrome My block-zone cornered to this corner Feelin mad stress, invest in marijuana I sacrifice karma, step in to the cipher of the God Peep the nature of the everyday struggles for the paper Me and Kay make it then break it down accordingly I can't afford you, you can't afford me I remember everything, we was gettin paper like Kabrini Niggas sell shit, fell time, tell time friend All the truth's in me, a man can't dwell, how he used to be Splashed out, crashed out, blast out exclusively This millennium, watch me swing like a pendulum Tellin fake niggas, I ain't kin to them God became famous, but still I had to learn what the game is Watch out for friends more than strangers [Chorus 4X]