"Money" lyrics
I hit the ground, on go like a 5K run, praying my timing come
On god, I got nothin' lose, I'm living in proof, come look what the grinding done
I split bread with my bro on an even share, how the fuck can I slide him crumbs?
I don't do it for me, I just find shining fun
My VVs glow in the dark
I'm flooding my neck when I go an arc
Zero to hundred, I nearly cried when I put the Range in park
I hate that my bro still trap, went lidge and I made my mark
Survivor's guilt tryna take my soul, I stay jugging and play my part
Money's the root of all the evil
I get my munya all legal (I locked in)
Now I'm on the run like Bonnie and Vin Diesel
I'm glad that I made it, being broke on the block could of been lethal
I used to be broke like them, now me and the Pagans ain't equal
Go broke can't happen again, we all know that in the end
Wrist back covered in brrt, look like I play in the prem
I heard the distro owe me P, I need the payment sent
I only open up in the music 'cause I get paid every time I vent
It's a lie if I said that I'm fine
I need time but bae wanna bill it dine (No lies)
Bad ones catting to eat man up by the minute I signed
I'm 2-3 like Jordan is, when I rap, you can tell that I'm still in my prime
They only want litness, I stay in my lane and grind
Never thought that I woulda made it far, told bro that I'm trying a ting
Now I got rocks all over the-, not the ones that you find in cling
I never changed, I still do road with my violent twin (Twin, twin)
Got hoes all over the map, my Gen Z browning fine and slim
Money's the root of all the evil
I get my munya all legal (I locked in)
Now I'm on the run like Bonnie and Vin Diesel
I'm glad that I made it, being broke on the block could of been lethal
I used to be broke like them, now me and the Pagans ain't equal
Go broke can't happen again, we all know that in the end
Wrist back covered in brrt, look like I play in the prem
I heard the distro owe me P, I need the payment sent
I only open up in the music 'cause I get paid every time I vent
On god, I got nothin' lose, I'm living in proof, come look what the grinding done
I split bread with my bro on an even share, how the fuck can I slide him crumbs?
I don't do it for me, I just find shining fun
My VVs glow in the dark
I'm flooding my neck when I go an arc
Zero to hundred, I nearly cried when I put the Range in park
I hate that my bro still trap, went lidge and I made my mark
Survivor's guilt tryna take my soul, I stay jugging and play my part
Money's the root of all the evil
I get my munya all legal (I locked in)
Now I'm on the run like Bonnie and Vin Diesel
I'm glad that I made it, being broke on the block could of been lethal
I used to be broke like them, now me and the Pagans ain't equal
Go broke can't happen again, we all know that in the end
Wrist back covered in brrt, look like I play in the prem
I heard the distro owe me P, I need the payment sent
I only open up in the music 'cause I get paid every time I vent
It's a lie if I said that I'm fine
I need time but bae wanna bill it dine (No lies)
Bad ones catting to eat man up by the minute I signed
I'm 2-3 like Jordan is, when I rap, you can tell that I'm still in my prime
They only want litness, I stay in my lane and grind
Never thought that I woulda made it far, told bro that I'm trying a ting
Now I got rocks all over the-, not the ones that you find in cling
I never changed, I still do road with my violent twin (Twin, twin)
Got hoes all over the map, my Gen Z browning fine and slim
Money's the root of all the evil
I get my munya all legal (I locked in)
Now I'm on the run like Bonnie and Vin Diesel
I'm glad that I made it, being broke on the block could of been lethal
I used to be broke like them, now me and the Pagans ain't equal
Go broke can't happen again, we all know that in the end
Wrist back covered in brrt, look like I play in the prem
I heard the distro owe me P, I need the payment sent
I only open up in the music 'cause I get paid every time I vent
