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J Molley - Crime Pays Lyrics

Crime Pays Lyrics[Intro]

[Chorus]
Crime pays, I been up for 9 days
Designated crime days
Then we split it 9 ways
Cash rules
I’m a fucking cash mule
If the bitch is bad, cool
Then she gon' get some cash too
[Post-Chorus]
Less talking, more blood flow
They know that I’m cutthroat
Know I try my utmost
Molley done woke up, whoa!

[Verse 1]
I was 16 with a gun that twice my age, getting twice my pay
I was 16 doing drugs every night and day, moving twice my pace
I was 16 selling weed to the guys by the train, prolly think that I’m playin'
Prolly think I’m insane and I got shooters if you cap on my name
I’m shipping lean out border
I do what I say and I warned ya
All this illegal shit really that easy
I cannot sit around waiting for freebies
I be scamming, they call mе a groomer
I do not pay for my Ubers
I gotta get mе cheque
I’m pimping these hoes and I’m selling they sex
Molley selling codeine
Molley blessing dope fiends
Can I get you more beans?
Doing this since 14
Scamming at a penthouse
I think I’m the best out
Shawty gon' whip her fuckin' breasts out
I won’t put the pen down
Telling on your homies, that ain’t cool
Scamming in the Hilton by the pool
I was selling bankies, skipping school
Walk into the club and bitches drool
How do I get money? Baby, you guess
I been shipping lean up to the U.S
I know they respect me for my trueness
How you finna switch on me like Judas
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Crime pays, I been up for 9 days
Designated crime days
Then we split it 9 ways
Cash rules
I’m a fucking cash mule
If the bitch is bad, cool
Then she gon' get some cash too

[Post-Chorus]
Less talking, more blood flow
They know that I’m cutthroat
Know I try my utmost
Molley done woke up, whoa!

[Verse 2]
I don’t give a fuck about your gun
Unless you the police, I won’t run
I can really get you fuckin' spun
Molley making heavy fuckin' sums
Armed and deadly, best know that I’m ready
When I shoot a pistol I shoot that bitch steady
She want my money so I call her Penny
Deep in her gut like a fucking machete
Rehab had me fucked, I’ve done way more drugs then ever
They all thought if go talk it out then I’ll get better
Rehab got me fucked up, when will I quit? Prolly never
I’m gon' prolly kill myself when this year hits December
I miss the way that shit used to be, this shit is new to me shawty
I want you writing my eulogy, you was so true to me shawty
If I pop all my pills with vodka, know I’m out here
I’m not all that thrilled with drama, scream it louder
[Chorus]
Crime pays, I been up for 9 days
Designated crime days
Then we split it 9 ways
Cash rules
I’m a fucking cash mule
If the bitch is bad, cool
Then she gon' get some cash too

[Post-Chorus]
Less talking, more blood flow
They know that I’m cutthroat
Know I try my utmost
Molley done woke up, whoa!