Blue Money Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Look, bitch, I'm the man, you already knew You already know tryna get me a bag
The money is blue, y'all moving too slow, chase and get to it fast
Now that's how we do, now we eating these niggas, they hating, they mad
You ain't part of the fam, yeah You should at least know a little bit about me
Been on these blocks and I did this shit proudly Didnt get no sleep, I was so busy counting
Came up with nothing, I gotta have money Look dog, I stay hungry, need food in my tummy
Ain't talking no bullshit Look, I'ma keep eating while y'all niggas sleeping
I'm tryna get full, bitch Learn to get money and work off a budget
Now I'm getting full quick These labels has got some shit up they sleeve
You can miss me with that bullshit You wouldn't believe the nights I didn't
eat But I had a full clip
Could've caught me a lick, I've been with this shit
What? Y'all don't want it with the clique QMSb , we straight out the trenches
Been in this game, ain't no sitting, no bitch Getting this doe off these drugs and these
switches It's gonna be that way till we get finished
In love with the kitchen This ain't no baseball, but we pitching
This ain't no face-off, but we killing sipping on ciroc with them niggas
I grew up amongst those killers Blood, sweat, and tears to get figures
Where that rap is real, y'all be tripping Keep a gat for real, yea that blikup
Sky 9 for that, no hiccup Drop on the beat and fuck shit up
I've been doing this, I won't give up You know the squad go hard, bitch, come get us
Look, bitch, I'm the man You already knew
You already know, tryna get me a bag The money is blue
Y'all moving too slow, chasing, get to it fast Look, that's how we do
Now we eating these niggas, they hating, they mad You ain't part of the fam, yeah
Look, bitch, I'm the man You already knew
You already know, tryna get me a bag The money is blue
Y'all moving too slow, chasing, get to it fast Look, that's how we do
Now we eating these niggas, they hating, they mad You ain't part of the fam, yeah
Look, the money is blue That's what we pursue
You can't fit in my shoe, got this shit from the mud
You can't do what I do Better check the review, I just starred in a movie
Look, we winning, not losing Niggas, what about you? If a niggas want beef
Ain't no calling, no truth Bout to blow like a bomb, ain't no way to diffuse it
I don't need introducing cause they already knew me, I got they hoes clueless
They don't know how I'm moving I'm a G in that proved it, I be smoking and cooling
Bet you like how I do this Grab that beat now I'm cruising, fuck bitches, they choosing
I'm the same, never change I be slanging that Uwe, that bread, and my Louie
On my waist is the toolie, I won't let them confuse me
Crused this beat, I'm a beast think tryna go eat
Y'all ain't fucking with me, I do what we gon' chief
In this zone off the tree No matter how we got beef, I might knock off some teeth
I'm the man, best believe it So you better not creep
On point, no front, I'm that nigga Fuck fame, I'm tryna get figure
Riding on four, I'm about to go bigger Can't clone you, boy, I'm that nigga
Won't fold, but you'll get disfigured Pockets on swole, they about to get thicker
Got my voice thumping out them kickers Now you, boy, about to blow, come blow with us
Look, bitch, I'm the man, you already knew You already know, tryna get me a bag
The money is blue Y'all moving too slow, chasing, get to it fast
Now that's how we do Now we eating these niggas, they hating, they mad
Being part of the fam, yeah Look, bitch, I'm the man, you already knew
You already know, tryna get me a bag The money is blue
Y'all moving too slow, chasing, get to it fast Now that's how we do
Now we eating these niggas, they hating, they mad
Being part of the fam, yeah