Money Scheming Lyrics

Money hungry, I 'm money fiending

I've been up all night, money scheming

Doing shit that ain't right, I'm a demon

Poured a deuce inside the sprite now I'm dreaming

Said you leaving but I don't care I told you my skin thicker than a bear

I never tell, just throw me in a chair

I'm going through hell, just so I can prevail

But why you leaving? I don't know

Bae I'm working I ain't worried about these hoes I peep you lurking on my page girl I know

I'm living on the road tryna flip them bowls

Or a nigga on the phone tryna crack them codes

Baby this the life I chose you know what I'm on Money coming in, different colors different tones

New pack, get it in, then we get it gone

Is you riding for a nigga? I don't know

Am I dying bout my niggas? Yeah, fasho

Bae I can't fuck with you if you ain't dropping throat If the bitch ain't sucking dick, then she gotta go

Money hungry, I 'm money fiending

I've been up all night, money scheming

Doing shit that ain't right, I'm a demon

Poured a deuce inside the sprite now I'm dreaming

Said you leaving but I don't care I told you my skin thicker than a bear

I never tell, just throw me in a chair

I'm going through hell, just so I can prevail

But why you leaving? I don't know

Bae I'm working I ain't worried about these hoes I peep you lurking on my page girl I know

I'm living on the road tryna flip them bowls

Or a nigga on the phone tryna crack them codes

Baby this the life I chose you know what I'm on Money coming in, different colors different tones

New pack, get it in, then we get it gone

Is you riding for a nigga? I don't know

Am I dying bout my niggas? Yeah, fasho

Bae I can't fuck with you if you ain't dropping throat If the bitch ain't sucking dick, then she gotta go

Money hungry, I 'm money fiending

I've been up all night, money scheming

Doing shit that ain't right, I'm a demon

Poured a deuce inside the sprite now I'm dreaming

Said you leaving but I don't care I told you my skin thicker than a bear

I never tell, just throw me in a chair

I'm going through hell, just so I can prevail

But why you leaving? I don't know

Bae I'm working I ain't worried about these hoes I peep you lurking on my page girl I know

I'm living on the road tryna flip them bowls

Or a nigga on the phone tryna crack them codes

Baby this the life I chose you know what I'm on Money coming in, different colors different tones

New pack, get it in, then we get it gone

Is you riding for a nigga? I don't know

Am I dying bout my niggas? Yeah, fasho

Bae I can't fuck with you if you ain't dropping throat If the bitch ain't sucking dick, then she gotta go