Jacksons Grants & Franklins by A.tone Da Priest
Jacksons Grants & Franklins lyrics
Jacksons Franklins coming out my bank with me
Whenever I take them out
That�s what got them hating now (2x)
Money minded grind is constant profit rocket daily
Maybe mine is flyin linen pockets cause the sayin
F-U pay him, a motto for the ages
Hatin rages on but still I�m strong beyond the early
stages
Of greatness, ain�t this, quite a crazy life
The price of livin got me sinning wishin I could turn
to Christ
Without advice, alone I�m on my own with my decisions
Missin guidance all this time I�m fine so, why should I
listen
To your mentions, guessin, you want a slice of pie
With all the fixins meanin digit�s out my bank account
and why
Do you feel that your advice in the best of my interest
I�m lookin thru my eyes guy I�m just not impressed
I invest, seconds minutes hours gainin power
Tower money mission multiply my methods make em sour
When I hop up out the shower, bitch I focus neva choke
up
Floatin high, and on the rise fried n kitin blowin
smoke up
Jackson Grants Franklins bank account is achin
It�s how I bring it in it�s just too much bacon
Mine for the taking, it�s out there so get it
Like animal we battle for what�s ours and then we bless
it
When you gone spend it, give a little that to me
Ima hustler so the customer give me exactly what I need
Greed keeps me goin like an energizer bunny
Glutny but they told me stunt g cause it�s all about
the money
I be we�re the blunts be, beachin flowin like an ocean
Keepin dollars up in motion focusin on where I�m goin
Best believe the money blowin, knowin ima make it back
Keep my stacks sky high like my mind on lye sacs
I lie back, thinking bout the future that I�m livin
Tryna help ones with my wealth in stealth you know the
boi be givin
For the paypa ona mission, in this trance it�s tunnel
vision
Givin two directions intersection which the right
decision (tell me that)
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