(INTRO)
WE HAD MONEY
WWEE BEEN HAD MONEY, Money aint nothing
Without US being together.
It don't do no diff, It don't make no difference u the the maid or if you the mf'n bodyguard, everybody gets extras around here French benefits. Everybody travel from place to place and kick it with each other and every place is like home. Every Every place we stay at L.A., Atlanta, Detroit we have homes. Our own homes, we don't have to go in and rent shit! We got our own houses, we got our own cars, we got our own hoes, we got our own clothes. And we can't be stopped, I don't see nobody stopping us. Ion see none to come, After us either NONE!
Ayeeee
YEAAA!
Fresh out of Jail and I'm back up on my bullshit U see me round up chilling with a full clip I been catching plays stacking blues staying to myself In the trenches staying hood trying to focus on my wealth
Paid my dues and got paid
Up early money wave
The broke nigga gon hate
Thank the lord that I'm saved
I pounded cakes for the cakes
My soul shine on rainy days
You ain't real u fake
Talking down that's a bitch trait!
Smoking weed in a legal state (Cali)
Create a scene don't leave a trace (Magic)
Trunk knocking yea it's full of bass (knockers)
"you want some head" Hell Yea Lil Bae (Savage)
No Direction so I made a way (Da Nawf)
Direct Deposit for a early pay (withdrawal)
Niggas lie watch what they say (You Fake)
You broke you can't even take the bitch on a date (Facts)
You late (Unsat)
Put you in a pond that's bait (Bacteria)
Downtown ice lets skate (galleria)
Me and yo bitch faded (dusse)
Singing songs in cadence (duet)
Man I love her fragrance (sayless)
Hotel room didn't make it (fck it)
Piped her down on the pavement (payless)
That's crazy Lit times
Fun shit happen on the pine
Back track and rewind Depressed and lonely in my mind
Outside the body ima shine
Make them smile because I'm kind
When god showed me that sign I prayed and wrote my first rhyme it said
Always big a nigga up, Never catch me talking down
Early bird get the worm I'm on my way to the grind (I said)
Always big a nigga up, Never catch me talking down
Early bird get the worm I'm on my way to the grind (Hussle)
Money talk bullshit walk a mile
Triathlons and marathons workout the money pile
Victory lap now I'm on the map playing (REAL BIG) that's a nip slap
And when I TALK and RAP it ain't no
MOTHERFUCKING CAP!!!!
Fresh Out of Jail and I'm back up on my bullshit U see me round up chilling with a full clip I been catching plays stacking blues staying to myself
In the trenches staying hood trying to focus on my wealth
Paid my dues and got paid
Up early money wave
The broke nigga gon hate
Thank the lord that I'm saved
I pounded cakes for the cakes
My soul shine on rainy days
You ain't real u fake
Talking down that's a bitch trait!
BITCH!
(Outro)
Nobody a never do this again! It's this many niggas and this much money can't get along
And STAY TOGETHER!
They gon fall out over girls or something.
We don't fall out over no girls, WE HIT EM ALL!
They hit my Hoes I hit they Hoes, the ones that don't want to be shared then that's your own personal one
Other than that WE AINT FALLING OUT OVER NO HOES!