"MoneyMan Flow Pt. 2" lyrics
This boy got a hit
There wasn't nobody when I requested money
Got on my knees and I prayed for my son
Got on my knees and I prayed for my son
Yeah, a nigga got these racks in this motherfucker, man
Ha
Rico prod it
Where was you at when I had nothin'?
It was nobody but me, question mark
Got on my knees and I prayed for my son
Got on my knees and I prayed for my son
Niggas ain't real in the streets that I'm from
I ain't talkin' C4, but these niggas bums
It's different, young nigga, what shit is you on?
It's still free a nigga, man, this shit is wrong
To make it through, must saved crumbs
But police ain't question, we played dumb
We keep our mouths zipped, we don't say nothin'
We sell every zip, we don't say nothin'
When I was locked up, man, I felt like a con
These niggas ain't love, can't help with my bond
They got they hands out and they askin' for somethin'
They got they hands out, but they ain't gettin' nothin' (This boy got a hit)
What the fuck wrong with them niggas?
They must think they got duck or somethin'
Called they bitch just to fuck on once
So many hoes, I'll throw you one
I'ma show out like I'm Roscoe Da Don
Two trips to the A, nigga, more than once
Never ever been a greedy one
I shot a real with a BB gun
Remember the days I ain't have it
Rest in peace, Simi, that's tragic
I pray for your brother and daddy
I'ma let your killer have it
Jay watch, go to school detention
I'm proud of my niggas, they excellent
My pockets on swole like a elephant
I gotta thank God 'cause she heaven sent
When niggas get broke, man, they go crazy
My nigga got killed and he had a baby
I asked the Lord to squeeze takin'
Gotta keep a gun just for safety
Ballin' on these niggas on the daily
Middle finger up, fuck you pay me?
If you my nigga, then you won't play me
If you my nigga, then you won't trade me
Where was you at when I had nothin'?
It was nobody but me, question mark
Got on my knees and I prayed for my son
Got on my knees and I prayed for my son
Niggas ain't real in the streets that I'm from
I ain't talkin' C4, but these niggas bums
It's different, young nigga, what shit is you on?
It's still free a nigga, man, this shit is wrong
To make it through, must saved crumbs
But police ain't question, we played dumb
We keep our mouths zipped, we don't say nothin'
We sell every zip, we don't say nothin'
When I was locked up, man, I felt like a con
These niggas ain't love, can't help with my bond
They got they hands out and they askin' for somethin'
They got they hands out, but they ain't gettin' nothin'
There wasn't nobody when I requested money
Got on my knees and I prayed for my son
Got on my knees and I prayed for my son
Yeah, a nigga got these racks in this motherfucker, man
Ha
Rico prod it
Where was you at when I had nothin'?
It was nobody but me, question mark
Got on my knees and I prayed for my son
Got on my knees and I prayed for my son
Niggas ain't real in the streets that I'm from
I ain't talkin' C4, but these niggas bums
It's different, young nigga, what shit is you on?
It's still free a nigga, man, this shit is wrong
To make it through, must saved crumbs
But police ain't question, we played dumb
We keep our mouths zipped, we don't say nothin'
We sell every zip, we don't say nothin'
When I was locked up, man, I felt like a con
These niggas ain't love, can't help with my bond
They got they hands out and they askin' for somethin'
They got they hands out, but they ain't gettin' nothin' (This boy got a hit)
What the fuck wrong with them niggas?
They must think they got duck or somethin'
Called they bitch just to fuck on once
So many hoes, I'll throw you one
I'ma show out like I'm Roscoe Da Don
Two trips to the A, nigga, more than once
Never ever been a greedy one
I shot a real with a BB gun
Remember the days I ain't have it
Rest in peace, Simi, that's tragic
I pray for your brother and daddy
I'ma let your killer have it
Jay watch, go to school detention
I'm proud of my niggas, they excellent
My pockets on swole like a elephant
I gotta thank God 'cause she heaven sent
When niggas get broke, man, they go crazy
My nigga got killed and he had a baby
I asked the Lord to squeeze takin'
Gotta keep a gun just for safety
Ballin' on these niggas on the daily
Middle finger up, fuck you pay me?
If you my nigga, then you won't play me
If you my nigga, then you won't trade me
Where was you at when I had nothin'?
It was nobody but me, question mark
Got on my knees and I prayed for my son
Got on my knees and I prayed for my son
Niggas ain't real in the streets that I'm from
I ain't talkin' C4, but these niggas bums
It's different, young nigga, what shit is you on?
It's still free a nigga, man, this shit is wrong
To make it through, must saved crumbs
But police ain't question, we played dumb
We keep our mouths zipped, we don't say nothin'
We sell every zip, we don't say nothin'
When I was locked up, man, I felt like a con
These niggas ain't love, can't help with my bond
They got they hands out and they askin' for somethin'
They got they hands out, but they ain't gettin' nothin'
