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"Moneyball" lyrics by JARED EVAN & STATIK SELEKTAH
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[feat. Nyck Caution & Dessy Hinds]

(Statik Selektah) Yeah

[Verse 1:]
Cause I want you babe, you're always on my mind
Never change, you're always by my side
All I see, is a life of you and me

But you, can't stop fucking with me, can't stop fucking with me, But you can't stop fucking with me oh oh oh oh
You can't stop fucking with me

[Verse 2 - Dessy Hinds:]
I met her cruising down on Franklin, while trying to be frank and stack up my Franklins
Like frankly we could skip straight to the Hamptons
No prior asking if my priors happen in a place of Aspen
No matter where we go I'm sure you'll need that case of Asprin
And time is spaced with fashion we can a medicate and consolidate, cause at this rate the paper's more popping before the condom breaks, plus I ain't never met a dollar that never did like me
So every transaction is my action to piece my Pisces
Like wifey, ain't nothing but that presidential roley
Racks and a pack of proseats for when I feel so unholy
You hold me (I hold you) you break me (I smoke you)
Cause ain't no chick could catch up when the Hinds squeezes on soul food uh

[Verse 3:]
I'll make sure you stay, so you won't leave me again
I lie and pray, forgive me I have sinned
And I would trade, everything I wish for you


[Verse 4 - Nyck Caution:]
I swear to God I swore I'd never need her
Back when I was young my eyes was on that clever diva
My father told me it's important but don't lose yourself plotting on that extra feature you ain't sick until you catch that fever
See it was back when I was 17 trying to find my calling in life
I seen her down the block and shorty started calling me like
Come and kick it Nyck, we could blow the night away
We could spend time together, life could change right away
Stop the talking lady, I know you fucking with me
And I ain't fucking with you cause you'll leave me fucking empty
But something always brings me back to the roots
Flashback to your vice grip, you still priceless, priceless

Priceless priceless, priceless (Jared Evan)

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