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Forex (I Trade Funds)


Written to the "On One" Instrumental by Drake ft. Rick Ross & Lil Wayne

(Get em on)
I trade funds
(Get em on)
I trade funds
(Get em on)
I said I trade funds

I'm getting so throwed
Baby's momma staying paid
Fibonacci Retractements
Forex Money pockets, positioned long for days
Stochastic Momentum Index, what/what/what more can I say
Like 'em Swiss, French, or Russian
We could all have some funds, believe me
And whats up with these new niggas?
And why they think it all comes so easy

But get it while you here boy
Cause all that hype don't feel the same next year boy
Yeah and I'll be right here in my spot with a little more cash than I already got
Trippin off you cause you had your shot
With my skin tanned on a 60ft hatch
On that yen been so patient, me and D so off chart across the map
Hate the rumours, hate your bullshit
Hope y'all REALIZE that, I'm just feeling like the throne is for the taking
no looking back


All I care about is money and the city that I'm from
I'ma sip until I feel it, I'ma smoke it till it's done
And I don't really give a fuck, and my excuse is that I'm young
And I'm only getting older so somebody shoulda told ya

I trade funds
Yeah, fuck it, I trade funds
Yeah, I said I trade funds
Fuck it, I'm trade funds

Senkouspan white tops above yellow Senkouspan B trade
Kinjunsen green cutting through the red Tenkansen often leads to upper level gains,
Depending on how you flip that shit
Money rides purple ChikoSpan lanes

Cause I trade funds
I said fuck it I trade funds


Rippin' Welles Wilder Smooth nigga, on a wide Swingin' Index
I margin the most cash ppi
Walking Ichi clouds, suspended in thin air
Do ones beneath me recognise the red bottom candle flair
EMA activity shows greatness,
If-then-forever on a tear
Move the kids to the hills (BOSS)
Binge buying on the reggie , selling lots for the thrill
Kiwis, pounds, and francs tell ya everything is great
Even though I'm not on bonds I keep comods on the take
Still running with the same niggas til the death of me
Ever seen a million cash, gotta count it carefully
Ever made love to the woman of your dreams
In a room full of money out in London and she screams
Baby, I could take it there
Call Marc Jacobs personally to make a pair
So yeah, we on one, the feeling ain't fair


All I care about is money and the city that I'm from
I'ma sip until I feel it, I'ma smoke it till it's done
And I don't really give a fuck, and my excuse is that I'm young
And I'm only getting older so somebody shoulda told ya

I'm on one
Yeah, fuck it, I trade funds
Yeah, I said I trade funds
Fuck it, I trade funds

Senkouspan white tops above yellow Senkouspan B trade
Kinjunsen green cutting through the red Tenkansen often leads to upper level gains,
Depending on how you flip that shit
Money rides purple ChikoSpan lanes

Cause I trade funds
I said fuck it I trade funds

Four trade screens up, fuck everybody
Import/Export/GDP, while I Bob Marely
Yeah, too much money, aint enough money
You know the feds listening, watch me IPO listin'
I'm a PEG nigga
TIE double fisted
Blue 525i on the books, puts ya girl in muh kitchen
Pivot points and curves, I bend the corner on you bitches
huh, aint nothing sweet but the swishas
I'm focused might aswell say cheese for the pictures
Ohhh, I'm about to go Andre the Giant
You a sell out, I stay buying
Chande sharp placing trails without limits
Put an end to the debt like Tarp Fund lending
This a celebration Warren Buffet type mission,
It's a slim chance I fall, never greedy, slim pickins'
Who's Saying This, I slide scales for a livin'

All I care about is money and the city that I'm from
I'ma sip until I feel it, I'ma smoke it till it's done
And I don't really give a fuck, and my excuse is that I'm young
And I'm only getting older so somebody shoulda told ya

I'm on one
Yeah, fuck it, I trade funds
Yeah, I said I trade funds
Fuck it, I trade funds

Senkouspan white tops above yellow Senkouspan B trade
Kinjunsen green cutting through the red Tenkansen often leads to upper level gains,
Depending on how you flip that shit
Money rides purple ChikoSpan lanes

Cause I trade funds
I said fuck it I trade funds
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