Headie One — Pound Signs

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(Yo, yo, yo)
They say the pound signs turnin’ me crazy (One)
Just look what’s it doin’ to me
I’ll put two hundred racks on his cranium and make his own friend wanna put him to sleep (Turn)
Funny how I used to pray for a chain until there’s bruises on my knees
A hundred thou’, man blew it this week (Turn, turn)
Seen friends turn foes (One), then roses grew out my sleeve
I’ve seen the fiend nearly overdose, and I can still hear that voice in my dreams
Packs got flew out the T, no one was rootin’ for me
They should make a movie on me, this is a Louis on me
Look what this money is doing to me

Look what this money is doing to me (Money)
She wanted goals like Bey’ and Jay-Z (Jay-Z)
Then she got left emotionally scarred, Lil Baby
I make this money, this money don’t make me
Gotta chase money ‘cah pussy don’t pay me
Got a new nigga, but she’ll be back
Shorty said I’m unforgettable like Swae Lee
The pound sign amaze me
Look what it’s doin’ to me
I just go flood the whole block with trainers
One was velcro, the rest had laces
Somebody on job could have got a facelift (One)
‘Cause the stupidity
And my label love the lucrative me
So next time I want ten milli, that’s a platinum pay cheque
New opp block, the neighbours don’t know my name yet (Turn, turn)
But they know there’s trade
Don’t know how shh-shh didn’t turn flavours
It really could have went the Gelato way
Need one hundred mil’ before I touch my grave
I pray, I pray (Money)
Until then, I’m on work, bro, night shift, day shift, night shift, day

They say the pound signs turnin’ me crazy (One)
Just look what’s it doin’ to me
I’ll put two hundred racks on his cranium and make his own friend wanna put him to sleep (Turn)
Funny how I used to pray for a chain until there’s bruises on my knees
A hundred thou, man blew it this week (Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn)
Turn
See friends turn foes (One), then roses grew out my sleeve
I’ve seen the fiend nearly overdose, and I can still hear that voice in my dreams
Packs got flew out the T, no one was rootin’ for me
They should make a movie on me, this is a Louis on me
Look what this money is doing to me

Pops said this money is ruinin’ me (Turn, turn, told me turn, yeah)
Flick
My pops said this money is ruinin’ me
My new ting Cuba ain’t cuter than me
And even though she ain’t ten-ten
It’s the inner beauty for me
How many times did I bring that wraps to boil
The T-house brought out the Susan in me
Drug squad bootin’ off the bando door
They found nothin’ ’bout niggas and failed
Done years in the can, now I’m free (Free up)
Took the PWITS to the chest but you know for the works had to turn on the the plea
They would have threw away the key (Ah)
Two hundred racks for a show
Three years ago, I would do it for free
Not to long, I was kway up north
875 what I took for that ‘teenth (One)
Had to chase this money all through my teens, now this money chase me (Told me turn, ay)
Ah, this paper long, ain’t comin’ in free

They say the pound signs turnin’ me crazy (One)
Just look what’s it doin’ to me
I’ll put two hundred racks on his cranium and make his own friend wanna put him to sleep (Turn)
Funny how I used to pray for a chain until there’s bruises on my knees
A hundred thou, man blew it this week (Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn)
Seen friends turn foes (One), then roses grew out my sleeve
I’ve seen the fiend nearly overdose, and I can still hear that voice in my dreams
Packs got flew out the T, no one was rootin’ for me
They should make a movie on me, this is a Louis on me
Look what this money is doing to me (Suh-suh)