Money (Single) ft. Jus-P & Duke Saragano Lyrics

I'm about that money, nothing funny Moon or sunny Goons are hungry

Take it from me, you don't wanna be the hunted when we on it

Keep it hunnid, make ya run it

In this land of milk and honey

Tell me nothing, get it shawty

Shake it for me like you love me

Your life could end in a flash please don't make me just ask

You'll get it, this minute If you don't get me that cash

Brave souls, turn to wise fools someone should advise you

It ain't a game, taking everything them diamond rings on your wives

To that money, nigga

Paper stacks, now that's the gold

You can pay me in crypto or them coins that don't fold

Oh no, shit, shit

Food stamps, even commissary's

Up north and we ain't locked up

Better get on the phone with your mom and dad

Oh no, shit, shit

Why I gotta be like this

The way this country works

It wants you killed just to get rich

So I do what I gotta

Hey, you with a lot of

Them jewels and Prada's looking proper

It ain't a shocker

Best not 'lert the coppers

Knock a blocker, blocker, when I pop up

You see the chopper, chop you down

Close the shop up

Okay, play me, it'll be your day

Me, pussy, me, no way

And every day I'm focused on that money

Boy, I'm getting paid

Am I really wrong if I'm all about the money? Yep

Do I really give a fuck? Nope

Times get hard when you're broke and God won't help you feed your cubs

Yo, I squandered my dollars

Making hoes holler

My name in this city of squalor

Puff, puff, pass, done turned to a loan

Wanna do a scam? They'll throw you a bone like Tommy, I could use more green

Gotta get this cream by any means, yo necessity, yo

Best believe tho, the cheddar brings mo jealousy, so it could be the death of me

Though let's agree, we can't do shit without it

Struggle is real, niggas been eating I wanted a meal

Couldn't get a seat at the table Had to deal with the bullshit on two occasions

Waiting

Couldn't get the bag

Couldn't get my swag

Up another notch so watch the Omega

Better know the time on the arm get a leg up

In this foot race

Look, place yourself in my shoes

While you try to grind through a 9-5 to

Buy you a loop or means to buy food

Mind you try to buy you a dime, too

Matter of fact, make it a dub if you're lucky

If you need love, get a puppy

Only got love for the money like Bone

Snoop taught me not to love no hoe

Game is sold, never told, I suppose I chose that

Feel like a Don, Joe Crack

Wiseguy now W-Why stop now

I ain't biding my time like Joe Facts

Big cars without full ones I smoke one blunt, but use both lungs

All my life, they told me dog, don't run

So I slide up on them like a home run

I want the black car, not the gold one

So I'm acting like I got no funds

And I pull up on them in that 450 like two quarters and four ones

I press the button, the laser, it count on my money

I know what I save up, they say that money don't grow on trees

And I disagree, cause money is paper

Out of ten people, there's one that's a hater

Or maybe there's two, but there's no debating

If something is coming, the only time a nigga

Running Is when I'm running for mayor

Razor got me, I was mad excited

I was just chilling like a bad hypeman

And I ate too much like a fat bison

Now my money's up like it's gas prices

They used to say I look like Mike Tyson

But I disagree, I look nothing like him

Tyson quickly knock a nigga out

And me, hmmm, I'm bad at fighting

I'm trying to get it like Zuckerberg

Money deposited I get it on the first

And I push a P like a Prada purse

And I got a job, but ain't gotta work

I have an addiction, my habit is spending

Man, I just empty my wallet

It don't matter on how you get it

Just gotta get it regardless

I've been working all day and all night

Work so fucking hard

Still can't afford to be taking a flight

To go see my kid or take a trip to a villa

Take my Queen on a cruise in a G4

We tour to the French Quarters

Look, boo your dreams come true in New Orleans

Ooh I could more green