text: Pound Signs Lyrics
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  They say the pound signs turnin me crazy 
  Just look whats it doin to me
  Ill put two hundred racks on his cranium and make his own friend wanna put him to sleep 
  Funny how I used to pray for a chain
  Until theres bruises on my knees
  A hundred thou, man blew it this week 
  Seen friends turn foes , then roses grew out my sleeve
  Ive 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, Louis on mе
  Look what this money is doing to me
  24 hours on the strip 
  24 hours on thе grind
  In the bando, flip the switch, shut the door, close the blinds
  Instrumental, buss the rhyme
  Bro went mental and bussed the 9
  Trust me Im pissed cause he lost the line
  And man need crooks, so dont cross the line
  I dont know about furlough for the pound signs, I was out there working 
  Got round there we were serving, still outside, still pushing that German 
  Still gripping and swerving, still got push, hit em for certain
  I put my hands on loads of things, you best know, Im not talking about flirting 
  Engine purring, black light sharing, skidding and skeering
  Cant stop gotta keep them walls turning, turning, turning, chasing sterling
  Out there tryna lick shots like Erling
  These shots here you aint firming
  Me and bro we started the ting
  Two warriors like Cleo and Wurman
  They say the pound signs turnin me crazy 
  Just look whats it doin to me
  Ill put two hundred racks on his cranium and make his own friend wanna put him to sleep 
  Funny how I used to pray for a chain
  Until theres bruises on my knees
  A hundred thou, man blew it this week 
  Seen friends turn foes , then roses grew out my sleeve
  Ive 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, Louis on me
  Look what this money is doing to mE
  Look what this money is doing to me 
  She wanted goals like Bey and Jay-Z
  Then she got left emotionally scarred, Lil Baby
  I make this money, this money dont make me
  Gotta chase money cah pussy dont pay me
  Got a new nigga, but shell be back
  Shorty said Im unforgettable like Swae Lee
  The pound sign amaze me
  Look what its 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 
  Cause the stupidity
  And my label love the lucrative me
  So next time I want ten milli, thats a platinum pay cheque
  New opp block, the neighbours dont know my name yet 
  But they know theres trade
  Dont know how shh-shh didnt turn flavors
  It really could have went the Gelato way
  Need one hundred mil before I touch my grave
  I pray, I pray 
  Until then, Im on work, bro, night shift, day shift, night shift, day
  They say the pound signs turnin me crazy 
  Just look whats it doin to me
  Ill put two hundred racks on his cranium and make his own friend wanna put him to sleep 
  Funny how I used to pray for a chain
  Until theres bruises on my knees
  A hundred thou, man blew it this week 
  Seen friends turn foes , then roses grew out my sleeve
  Ive 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, Louis on me
  Look what this money is doing to meEmbed