Money, stones, crystals
You’re worth your weight in gold
I got a problem with you
Wheeling, dealing, pick one
I got this bag of hope
I wanna spend it on you
I like it, I love it
Going through emotions I’m hustling
You want it, I got it
Take a look at all of these pockets
Don’t leave them feels alone
If you wanna stay in this conscious
No badness to the bone
Your energy’s feeling hypnotic
Truth [Truth] Be told [Be told
I’m cold, you’re frozen
Truth [Truth] Be told [Be told
I’m cold, you’re frozen
Money, stones, crystals
You’re worth your weight in gold
I got a problem with you
Wheeling, dealing, pick one
I got this bag of hope
I wanna spend it on you
Wе hit a lick
In my lingo that means we made a littlе bit of money
Come to the bits
Slide right through, it’s sweet to the taste like honey
It’s a sticky one still getting bagged for cheap thrills
But this whole move feels so hurried
Should be taking my time and do this one right
It’s back to the crib from Ronnie’s
Truth [Truth] Be told [Be told
I’m cold, you’re frozen
Truth [Truth] Be told [Be told
I’m cold You’re frozen
Money, stones, crystals
You’re worth your weight in gold
I got a problem with you
Wheeling, dealing, pick one
I got this bag of hope
I wanna spend it on you
Money, stones, crystals
You’re worth your weight in gold
I got a problem with you [I got this problem loving you
Wheeling, dealing
I got this bag of hope
And I wanna spend it on you
Break it
Sweep it up again
Let me tell you the truth
It’s not me, it’s you
This time
Money, stones, crystals
You’re worth your weight in gold
I got a problem with you
Wheeling, dealing, pick one
I got this bag of hope
I wanna spend it on you
Truth be told I’m cold, you’re frozen
Truth be told I’m cold, you’re frozen
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