Logic – GoROUND

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Logic – GoROUND Lyrics

Bitch, it’s me, B-O double B, smart as M.I.T
By decree, nothing ain’t for free, yes, it cost a fee
This is money-making music, C note, that’s the key
Get the cheese, get the check [?], hehehe
You don’t know Jackson
We be up in Louis, your bitch ask me up at Tucson
Yes, I got the pack son
You see me on tour, [?] the floor, shit is packed son
Black under my waistband, goddamn, yeah, I pack a ton (Uh)

Money make the world go ’round
You know, money make the world go ’round (Now)
Money make the world go ’round
You know, money make the world go ’round

Open up this bitch, I’m in it, [?] sinnin’, windows tinted (Yes, I know), windows tinted
If you want it, then come and get it, yes, I did it, too committed (How it go), too committed
I am him, goddamn
Yes, I came a long way from my first [?] stamp
Whole fridge full of food, yeah, for me and my clan
Lord know, I love my wife, but I’d still get your bitch down
Diamonds all up on my wrist and necke-lace, I’m recke-less
I’m— (Money-making, the world, the w—)
Now

Money make the world go ’round
You know, money make the world go ’round (Now)
Money make the world go ’round
You know, money make the world go ’round