New Money ft. The Ancient Artifact Lyrics

I got some new money on me

And these bitches can't control me

If I'm ever feeling lonely

Boy you know I get to adding up the packs

Working hard to get these racks

And I got that homie tax

Tell them hoes to run it back

Run it back

I got some new money on me

And these bitches can't control me

If I'm ever feeling lonely

Boy you know I get to adding up the packs

Working hard to get these racks

And I got that homie tax

Tell them hoes to run it back

Run it back

In a world where dreams are sold

I'm chasing after pots of gold

A brand-new chapter, fresh start

New money's flowing through my heart

No longer counting every dime

I'll dance upon the sands of time

A world of luxury, a world of life that's so grand

New money's slipping through my hands

From rags to riches, I will rise

No longer bound by old disguise

I'll paint my life with vibrant hues

Embracing wealth, I'll break the rules

New money, oh how it shines

A ticket to a million dimes

I'll conquer mountains, as I reach new heights

But With this new money, I'll take some flights I'll get so high

But amidst the glitz and gold

I'll remember where I came from, I'm told

To lose the sight of what's true

My nana told me new money won't define my value

New money, how it shines

A ticket to a million dimes

I'll share my fortune with those that are in need helping hands, a noble deed

Money's power lies in use in what's the need, not abuse new money on how it moves

I soar inside this life, with newfound wealth inside my mind

I'll cherish love, inside my truest wealth

For money comes and it's goes

forever flows it's what you know it's Artifact and Ha$htagg as we make it throw the views aye

I got some new money on me

And these bitches can't control me

If I'm ever feeling lonely

Boy you know I get to adding up the packs

Working hard to get these racks

And I got that homie tax

Tell them hoes to run it back

Run it back

I got some new money on me

And these bitches can't control me

If I'm ever feeling lonely

Boy you know I get to adding up the packs

Working hard to get these racks

And I got that homie tax

Tell them hoes to run it back

Run it back

Ay Q let me talk to 'em one time

I been trynna stack my bread like I do lines

I been trynna come up like the next rhyme

Feel like a new me but the same grind

New money, new money, new type of flow

Seen a couple stacks but a nigga still broke

I'm a bring the fire when they say they want smoke

If a nigga run up on me then he die slow

Niggas know that I got it when they send tracks

Kill a nigga on his track, he don't hit back

But I had to reach out to the Artifact

And you know we got to run this shit right back

Yo Q, I think it's time for me to get 'em

I don't even write lyrics, I do hieroglyphics

You married to the money but that shit long distance

Money plus love man that's a cold business

Me and Double A charged like a battery

That's my new bro, you come for him you come for me

All I do is flow, bro I never learned to speak

Writing down lyrics became my sense of therapy

Niggas know I'm wit it

Hoes gone let me hit it

Got bored with that flow

So I guess it's time to switch it

Let's switch it

Let these niggas know I'm coming

I ain't never did no running

I been adding up my blessings

That's more value then yo money

If I got it then we got it

Pray my crew ain't ever hungry

If we ever feel that greedy

We take food up out yo stomach

I been plottin I been plottin

I been hungry I been hungry

How the fuck these niggas flexing

When they know they got no money

No I ain't the fuckin' richest

But my nigga we ain't hurting

If I do it for my team

Then that shit come back full circle

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