Cassidy - I Run Philly (I Get Money Freestyle) lyrics

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(I Get Money)

(Cassidy)

I... I Get It,

I... I Get It,

Yeah,

I Run Philly

I... I Get It,

I... I Get It,

Yeah, Yeahh, I Run Philly!BITCH

All you niggas know I'm gettin tha bread

Cause everything I spill I'll I'm kinda sick to my head

And my grip so big even if it hit you fingertips

You'd be dead but you get hit in your head p-lat

Cause I ain't from tha city of suckas

Philly is tha city of plenty of gun busters

And I go by the name of tha hustler

Imy life rough but I seen niggas with rougher

I'm not a liar, kniever or bluffer

I'm ballin but be in tha street just like tha rucker

And this nothin new this what I do

Then crossed over like skip to my lou

And you can bet it all in a battle I never lost

Because I was never soft I'm a preditor I set it off

You know tha feds involved we sprayin tha letty volve

And I'm marryin my gun I ain't callin tha weddin off

Never ya'll and my fiance my gat you can say we been attached

Since way way back it's like I can't stay away

Every day I'm strapped they say tha mac go p-ling

But tha k go p-lac when I was locked in tha cling you

Was better off whatever I said it ya'll it ain't nothin to set it off

And if it's beef it ain't nothin to let it off

Big small short tall I'm like it's whatever ya'll

I'm a boss I got cheddar to floss

I don't look at tha price because whatever it cost I got it ya'll

I... I Get It,

I... I Get It,

Yeah,

I Run Philly

I... I Get It,

I... I Get It,

Yeah, Yeahh, I Run Philly!

Ay yo I go by tha name of tha problem