"Money Don't Change" lyrics
Cell life look better from a distance
Huh, cell life look better from a distance
Uh, uh, uh, loud zaza
Know I'm playin' with that fye', uh
Nigga, if you playin', you dying, uh
Stories, try to play me and fine (Fine)
Baby want wine and dine
She thinkin' she special, she ain't mine
But I guess I can read the signs
Wock pour slower than ever
I just poured a 4,4
Crashed the whip slidin' dolo
I'm at the slaughter house, drop the lo'
I'm wit' V-Whoa, with the whoa's
And good drank I pour
She gon' fuck me, I know
Why wouldn't she though?
Time goin' slower than ever
Take yo' Glock, slime you out forever
Slime you out, you play with that cheddar
Placements, you know I'm getting better
Pussy boy, you know I pull the lever
Take yo' Glock if you don't ever shoot it
Down with the Mobb? You gotta prove it
Draco, fuck it, clutch the toolie
Huh, long live Kyra
Catch that man, we fye' him up
Glock on me, 'cause you lied to us
Fill the pain with designer stuff
Dreadlocks, man, you know I got a cut
I'm real deal, you gotta keep that a buck
That old nigga, split his ass like a dutch
Know my first lick, caught that boy, he cut
Know I'm 2Love forever
I'm good with the fella's
How we supposed know if you told on us?
I'm already knowin' they gon' fold on us
He just got bold and grabbed his nuts
Got 10k thousand on diamonds cuts
Broke ass nigga, fuck his motion up
Tris in the cup, pour the potion up
Long ass money, gotta double up
Love the money, but I do it for fun
I ain't satisfied but I feel like I won
Glock with the Drac', we ain't goin' for nun'
Demons, they come back to haunt for some shit I had spun
I keep the money close by, that's the only thing that I'm gone trust
(Huh, money don't change)
Uh, loud zaza
Know I'm playin' with that fye', uh
Nigga, if you playin', you dying, uh
Stories, try to play me and fine (Fine)
Baby want wine and dine
She thinkin' she special, she ain't mine
But I guess I can read the signs
Wock pour slower than ever
I just poured a 4,4
Crashed the whip slidin' dolo
I'm at the slaughter house, drop the lo'
I'm wit' V-Whoa, with the whoa's
And good drank I pour
She gon' fuck me, I know
Why wouldn't she though?
Huh, cell life look better from a distance
Uh, uh, uh, loud zaza
Know I'm playin' with that fye', uh
Nigga, if you playin', you dying, uh
Stories, try to play me and fine (Fine)
Baby want wine and dine
She thinkin' she special, she ain't mine
But I guess I can read the signs
Wock pour slower than ever
I just poured a 4,4
Crashed the whip slidin' dolo
I'm at the slaughter house, drop the lo'
I'm wit' V-Whoa, with the whoa's
And good drank I pour
She gon' fuck me, I know
Why wouldn't she though?
Time goin' slower than ever
Take yo' Glock, slime you out forever
Slime you out, you play with that cheddar
Placements, you know I'm getting better
Pussy boy, you know I pull the lever
Take yo' Glock if you don't ever shoot it
Down with the Mobb? You gotta prove it
Draco, fuck it, clutch the toolie
Huh, long live Kyra
Catch that man, we fye' him up
Glock on me, 'cause you lied to us
Fill the pain with designer stuff
Dreadlocks, man, you know I got a cut
I'm real deal, you gotta keep that a buck
That old nigga, split his ass like a dutch
Know my first lick, caught that boy, he cut
Know I'm 2Love forever
I'm good with the fella's
How we supposed know if you told on us?
I'm already knowin' they gon' fold on us
He just got bold and grabbed his nuts
Got 10k thousand on diamonds cuts
Broke ass nigga, fuck his motion up
Tris in the cup, pour the potion up
Long ass money, gotta double up
Love the money, but I do it for fun
I ain't satisfied but I feel like I won
Glock with the Drac', we ain't goin' for nun'
Demons, they come back to haunt for some shit I had spun
I keep the money close by, that's the only thing that I'm gone trust
(Huh, money don't change)
Uh, loud zaza
Know I'm playin' with that fye', uh
Nigga, if you playin', you dying, uh
Stories, try to play me and fine (Fine)
Baby want wine and dine
She thinkin' she special, she ain't mine
But I guess I can read the signs
Wock pour slower than ever
I just poured a 4,4
Crashed the whip slidin' dolo
I'm at the slaughter house, drop the lo'
I'm wit' V-Whoa, with the whoa's
And good drank I pour
She gon' fuck me, I know
Why wouldn't she though?
