"Money Machine" lyrics
(feat. Rick Ross)
[Jackboy:]
Invest in a money machine, I kept on losing my count
For Christmas I want me a plug, so I could double my amount
I had to sell me some drugs, I had to break in the house
I had to go all in, just so I can make it out
Invest in the money machine, I kept on losing my count
For Christmas I want me a plug, so I could double my amount
I had to sell me some drugs, I had to break in the house
I had to go all in, just so I can make it out
I can't be beefin with niggas, you ain't really bout what I'm bout
I touch on the gun [?], he touch me they gon give him clout
Had to walk down on the bus, he kept on running his mouth
Boy I'm not playing no games, I pull up at your mama house
Right now I'm sippin on drank, fighting these thoughts in my head
Why the fuck all of my niggas keep getting knocked by the feds?
Why the fuck all of these bitches tryna get me for some bread?
First she gon tell you she love you, then she gon wish you was dead
Dead, dead
Imma thug till I'm dead
Long nights hitting licks, mama thought I was in bed
Rollin off a Molly [?], taking all proscribed meds
Tryna not lose my head, I'm way too close to the edge
Invest in the money machine, I kept on losing my count
For Christmas I want me a plug, so I could double my amount
I had to sell me some drugs, I had to break in a house
I had to go all in, just so I can make it out
Invest in the money machine, I kept on losing my count
For Christmas I want me a plug, so I could double my amount
I had to sell me some drugs, I had to break in a house
I had to go all in, just so I can make it out
[Rick Ross:]
Boss!
Nigga gone on the mid, play call by the feds
Gave him 25 years, felt the pain in my chest
6 mill on the lear
Death row or the chair
I'm the city true mayor
Hundred bands right here
Half them niggas gon tell
Other half want mil
Wanna be in your shoes, got a body on [?]
Got him jumping like J, Feds watching my page
Bodies all on my stick, finger prints on my chain
Bitches all on my dick, Ferraris all in my name
Pussy niggas get chipped, nigga stay out my lane
On my knees I say prayers
God the one that I fear
50 shots in my clip
Pussy nigga stay clear
[Jackboy:]
Invest in the money machine, I kept on losing my count
For Christmas I want me a plug, so I could double my amount
I had to sell me some drugs, I had to break in a house
I had to go all in, just so I can make it out
Invest in the money machine, I kept on losing my count
For Christmas I want me a plug, so I could double my amount
I had to sell me some drugs, I had to break in a house
I had to go all in, just so I can make it out
Invest in a money machine, I kept on losing my count
For Christmas I want me a plug, so I could double my amount
I had to sell me some drugs, I had to break in the house
I had to go all in, just so I can make it out
Invest in the money machine, I kept on losing my count
For Christmas I want me a plug, so I could double my amount
I had to sell me some drugs, I had to break in the house
I had to go all in, just so I can make it out
I can't be beefin with niggas, you ain't really bout what I'm bout
I touch on the gun [?], he touch me they gon give him clout
Had to walk down on the bus, he kept on running his mouth
Boy I'm not playing no games, I pull up at your mama house
Right now I'm sippin on drank, fighting these thoughts in my head
Why the fuck all of my niggas keep getting knocked by the feds?
Why the fuck all of these bitches tryna get me for some bread?
First she gon tell you she love you, then she gon wish you was dead
Dead, dead
Imma thug till I'm dead
Long nights hitting licks, mama thought I was in bed
Rollin off a Molly [?], taking all proscribed meds
Tryna not lose my head, I'm way too close to the edge
Invest in the money machine, I kept on losing my count
For Christmas I want me a plug, so I could double my amount
I had to sell me some drugs, I had to break in a house
I had to go all in, just so I can make it out
Invest in the money machine, I kept on losing my count
For Christmas I want me a plug, so I could double my amount
I had to sell me some drugs, I had to break in a house
I had to go all in, just so I can make it out
[Rick Ross:]
Boss!
Nigga gone on the mid, play call by the feds
Gave him 25 years, felt the pain in my chest
6 mill on the lear
Death row or the chair
I'm the city true mayor
Hundred bands right here
Half them niggas gon tell
Other half want mil
Wanna be in your shoes, got a body on [?]
Got him jumping like J, Feds watching my page
Bodies all on my stick, finger prints on my chain
Bitches all on my dick, Ferraris all in my name
Pussy niggas get chipped, nigga stay out my lane
On my knees I say prayers
God the one that I fear
50 shots in my clip
Pussy nigga stay clear
[Jackboy:]
Invest in the money machine, I kept on losing my count
For Christmas I want me a plug, so I could double my amount
I had to sell me some drugs, I had to break in a house
I had to go all in, just so I can make it out
Invest in the money machine, I kept on losing my count
For Christmas I want me a plug, so I could double my amount
I had to sell me some drugs, I had to break in a house
I had to go all in, just so I can make it out
