More Money More Problems
Ay Em, Rimzee
On the beat yo
Louis luggage in a Tesla
The boots in the front (Uh)
Jeans cost a ton, I might only wear them once
Had to hand sells, direct with the consumer
(True) only caught me with his mulla
Free my nigga Mulla (Free him)
I was on my face, deconsied me an eighth
Whipped the yola like a raise
Diors without the lace (Uh)
Now it's dark and waffle late
Night just for drinks
Five quid for this mink, Lord
Forgive me for my sins
I ain't ever been on joke (Never)
They know my name on these roads
Blood stains in my clothes
All this pain and it showes
I got blood on my Loubes
I got mud on my boots (Uh)
In the kitchen with this dinner
Turned one into two my trap do numbers
My whipper workin' numbers (Uh)
Shit, I'm feelin' bored
I might stack another hundred
Niggas know my MO, designer's stiletto's
Fuck her like I'm fresh home
I don't rock Kenzo
Mmm, they say more money, more problems
(Problems)
But, at least it's small money (M-m-m)
I said, at least it's small money
I can't be out here so often, but I do it
No mally you know, mally, I need more money
My lifestyle outrageous, I'm trap giddy
I'm all about my papers
I'm a hood baby, but I can show you places
Keep a somethin' around me
I'm not used to datin'
For my circle, I keep the money in rotation
From free school dinner
I'm a six figure nigga
It don't get no realer
Got dirty in the mixer
Got grams, real life, way before Insta' Live
Shop and spend a five
Can't take it when I die (Racks)
Two hundred on a clock
Foot down and I'm blowin'
With the lamb', like it's stolen
Roof down when it's snowin' (Uh)
Drippin' in my gel
I got this bitch in a patella
Still keep my skeng arm, on it any weatehr
Doin' donuts in the rain, drivin'
Gettin' brain
She only with me for the fame
I don't even know her name (Thotiana)
Still step clean, that's water on water
That food cross the boarder
Give 'em what they order
Thousand on the 'Mares
Breakin' bread with my peers
Givenchy on the shirt
No whip gettin' merked
New stick came with perks (Bills)
Uh and I just gotta give the word
Mmm, they say more money, more problems
(Problems)
But, at least it's small money (M-m-m)
I said, at least it's small money
I can't be out here so often, but I do it
No mally you know, mally, I need more money
My lifestyle outrageous, I'm trap giddy
I'm all about my papers
I'm a hood baby, but I can show you places
Keep a somethin' around me
I'm not used to datin'
For my circle, I keep the money in rotation
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