Old Money Lyrics

That old money and new money just mix properly

I ain't got time to be arguing back and forth over curren$y

I'm 30 floors up but they still be looking down on me

They say they wanna hang but them benjis is all they trynna see

Line them all up like a temp fade

ain't going stop til I get paid

They focused on getting laid

With no money made

Schooling them just call me sensei

notes the length of an essay

I can see through your body

like a x-ray

Copped a new whip with the stars in the roof

Money pays off when you walk in the booth and speak the truth

I stay out the mix don't have time to dispute

Friends look at me weird every time I went cop something new

Had to cut them off they were holding me down like weights

Only need people around that's all gas and no breaks

Doing everything they said I couldn't or that I can't

I'm trynna keep pushing for myself and my families sake

That old money and new money just mix properly

I ain't got time to be arguing back and forth over curren$y

I'm 30 floors up but they still be looking down on me

They say they wanna hang but them benjis is all they trynna see