(Hit that shit)
It's a movie every time
I don't do this for no fame, I just do this for my gang
Bitches see the diamond chain and it match the pinky ring
She didn't want me until I got a name
I swear nowadays shit ain't been the same
I'm just trying to hop out this Charger to a Wraith
I'm just trying to get that money, buy my mama things
I'm a keep hundred, nigga I can never change
If them niggas want it then you know I got that thing (bang bang)
I can't trust nobody, it ain't easy
Cause back then they used to doubt me, didn't believe me
Now they smiling, taking pictures when they see me
I ain't gonna stop til I'm in that Lamborghini
Going fast, going real fast, child
Do a 200 on the dash child
I don't want to hear it if it ain't about cash child
I know all these rappers out hear they want to lash out
It's a celebration when them real niggas link up
We just caught a body, make a toast, nigga drink up
And the money is the only thing I think of
I just want it all, want them bags like a Brinks truck
It's a celebration when them real niggas link up
We just caught a body, make a toast, nigga drink up
And the money is the only thing I think of
I just want it all, want them bags like a Brinks truck
I just want the money, want the money to myself
Ain't nobody made me, bitch I did it by myself
Bitch, I'm self made, I don't need nobody else
I'm a feed my family as soon as I touch the wealth
Got that 40 on me, 40 by the belt
Got that heat on me, nigga don't get melt
Big greens, I ain't talking bout my health
Fuck these labels, I ain't trying to get shelved
I just want the money, I just want more though
Givenchy and Gucci, nigga that's my wardrobe
I just want that cheese and bread like Digiorno
Niggas take my style, but I got more flows
Ain't talking about money, nigga I don't hear a thing
You see the water, nigga diamonds in my chain
You didn't care when I was standing in the rain
But now you trying to come around because shit changed
It's a celebration when them real niggas link up
We just caught a body, make a toast, nigga drink up
And the money is the only thing I think of
I just want it all, want them bags like a Brinks truck
It's a celebration when them real niggas link up
We just caught a body, make a toast, nigga drink up
And the money is the only thing I think of
I just want it all, want them bags like a Brinks truck
Written by: Lucas (PKA Lucas Valentine) Habel, LUCAS HABEL (PKA LUCAS VALENTINE), Young Kee (PKA Verbal) Yu, YOUNG KEE YU (PKA VERBAL)Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust AveLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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