Motive Lyrics – Santoro Keyz
Singer: Santoro Keyz
Title: Motive
In these past couple years
I updated my rank
Do eighty twenty
With my smoke and my drink
Changed up
Now I feel like a tank
Let the money talk
Then we can link
Feelin good
Might pull up in a mink
Im the sh#t
But no I don’t stink
b#tches come
When you getting this cake
So to these b#tches
I be lookin like steak
Had to step out my shell
Tighten my circle
I’m wishing em well
Now we givin em hell
Had to cut that #ss off
Just like K Michelle
Always chasing the bag
But, no that sh#t ain’t Channel
Weed so loud that it yell
Come round me
That’s all you smell
Step in this b#tch real baked
Weed frosted
Just look at the flakes
Bout to make sh#t shake b#tch
I’m a hard worker
I don’t take no break
Commas and zeros
Keep making it great
Making money
Just send to my bank
b#tches come
When you getting this cake
So to these b#tches
I be lookin like steak
The money is always the motive
Broke ones
Can’t tell me it ain’t
Real ones
Doing sh#t that you can’t
Post up
Going hard in the paint
Right now I ain’t got no complaint
Pockets fat
Ain’t got no restraint
Crack slick
Get turn to a saint
The money is always the motive
Broke ones
Can’t tell me it ain’t
Real ones
Doing sh#t that you can’t
Post up
Going hard in the paint
Right now I ain’t got no complaint
Pockets fat
Ain’t got no restraint
Crack slick
Get turn to a saint
The way that i balled on n#gg#s
You thought my head shaved
The way i play these hoes
It ain’t no captain save
Everyday a party
But we ain’t at a rave
Different strains of the loud
Super glue thats my fave
Addicted to the money
Yea thats what i crave
I made a splash
Now they wanna ride the wave
I hit a homerun
I watch the crowd start to wave
G LifeStyle
That’s from the cradle to grave
I’m a construction worker
My lane is paved
f#ck a buster n#gg#
Unless we talking bout dave
I just be ducked off
Smoking a blunt in my cave
I never forget
And i never forgave
The money is always the motive
Broke ones
Can’t tell me it ain’t
Real ones
Doing sh#t that you can’t
Post up
Going hard in the paint
Right now I ain’t got no complaint
Pockets fat
Ain’t got no restraint
Crack slick
Get turn to a saint
The money is always the motive
Broke ones
Can’t tell me it ain’t
Real ones
Doing sh#t that you can’t
Post up
Going hard in the paint
Right now I ain’t got no complaint
Pockets fat
Ain’t got no restraint
Crack slick
Get turn to a saint
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