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The Life of S14 - Money 1n H4nd Lyrics



The Life of S14 - Money 1n H4nd Lyrics




I want money in
Litty Boy
S

Litty boy (Boy), Come and f*ck with a city boy
Cop two chains, call me titty boy (Titty Boy)
Im from the mid west like Illinois
And we make that iller noise (Yeah)
Riding round the city
If it ain't a bad bitch wid me
Rolling with Mizzy (Gang)
Pack out the rizzy, and silence the lizzy
Boss man like birdie
I Ain't tryna grind til im 30 (Nah)
Mana gotta get gwop early
On a mission like Percy (Jheeze)
Jackson better be down for the action
I'll hold a mans girl ransom (Swear Down)
If the fee ain't handsome
I want more than a grandson (Yep)
Protect your relatives
Cah this right will have you saying night night like sedatives
Protect your relatives
The right will have you saying night night like a sedative

I want money in hand, I want money in hand
I want money in hand
Shuffling grand, only f*ck with the fam
So I throw the set up when I land

I want money in hand, I want money in hand
I want money in hand
Shuffling grand, only f*ck with the fam (Gang)
So I throw the set up when I land
PMO that's my steelo (Yep)
Can't be hanging on the block if the p's low (No)
Some man pick up the pack then finito (Gone)
Never been in the trap but I'm trapped by my ego
I still stack, spaz on a track, invite girls in my lap
Shaggy for banter when they ask it wasn't me bro (Wasn't Me)
El ninio, dishing out meat like burrito
Never chase skirt you won't see dough
They see me though, young nigga tryna make green grow
Never be sidetracked by a gringo
I crept through the window
And now I'm fully involved (Pap, pap, pap)

I want money in hand, I want money in hand
I want money in hand (Yeah)
Shuffling grand (Money), only f*ck with the fam (Fam)
So I throw the set up when I land

Litty Boy (Litty Boy), come and f*ck with a city boy
Cop two chains, call me titty boy
I'm from the mid west like Illinois (Yeah)
We make that iller noise
Them man are on Buj no banton
My team f*ck wid green like the lantern
I got flare, so the gyal dem stare no landing
Man are too fly no landing
If there's a qwalms don't stand in the middle
You'll be in a pickle like branston
Active boys, my boys are active (What?)
Action man, your boys are plastic
So don't act slick (Slick), even ricks got a patch on the eye
You'll be patching your wounds if the belly's compromised
Must be out of your mind tryna tek piece of mine
Piece of mine, piece of mine, piece of mine

I want money in hand, I want money in hand
I want money in hand
Shuffling grand, only f*ck with the fam
So I throw the set up when I land
I want money in hand, I want money in hand
I want money in hand
Shuffling grand, only f*ck with the fam
So I throw the set up when I land
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I want money in
Litty Boy
S

Litty boy (Boy), Come and f*ck with a city boy
Cop two chains, call me titty boy (Titty Boy)
Im from the mid west like Illinois
And we make that iller noise (Yeah)
Riding round the city
If it ain't a bad bitch wid me
Rolling with Mizzy (Gang)
Pack out the rizzy, and silence the lizzy
Boss man like birdie
I Ain't tryna grind til im 30 (Nah)
Mana gotta get gwop early
On a mission like Percy (Jheeze)
Jackson better be down for the action
I'll hold a mans girl ransom (Swear Down)
If the fee ain't handsome
I want more than a grandson (Yep)
Protect your relatives
Cah this right will have you saying night night like sedatives
Protect your relatives
The right will have you saying night night like a sedative

I want money in hand, I want money in hand
I want money in hand
Shuffling grand, only f*ck with the fam
So I throw the set up when I land

I want money in hand, I want money in hand
I want money in hand
Shuffling grand, only f*ck with the fam (Gang)
So I throw the set up when I land
PMO that's my steelo (Yep)
Can't be hanging on the block if the p's low (No)
Some man pick up the pack then finito (Gone)
Never been in the trap but I'm trapped by my ego
I still stack, spaz on a track, invite girls in my lap
Shaggy for banter when they ask it wasn't me bro (Wasn't Me)
El ninio, dishing out meat like burrito
Never chase skirt you won't see dough
They see me though, young nigga tryna make green grow
Never be sidetracked by a gringo
I crept through the window
And now I'm fully involved (Pap, pap, pap)

I want money in hand, I want money in hand
I want money in hand (Yeah)
Shuffling grand (Money), only f*ck with the fam (Fam)
So I throw the set up when I land

Litty Boy (Litty Boy), come and f*ck with a city boy
Cop two chains, call me titty boy
I'm from the mid west like Illinois (Yeah)
We make that iller noise
Them man are on Buj no banton
My team f*ck wid green like the lantern
I got flare, so the gyal dem stare no landing
Man are too fly no landing
If there's a qwalms don't stand in the middle
You'll be in a pickle like branston
Active boys, my boys are active (What?)
Action man, your boys are plastic
So don't act slick (Slick), even ricks got a patch on the eye
You'll be patching your wounds if the belly's compromised
Must be out of your mind tryna tek piece of mine
Piece of mine, piece of mine, piece of mine

I want money in hand, I want money in hand
I want money in hand
Shuffling grand, only f*ck with the fam
So I throw the set up when I land
I want money in hand, I want money in hand
I want money in hand
Shuffling grand, only f*ck with the fam
So I throw the set up when I land
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Writer: Omari Forde
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Performed By: The Life of S14
Language: English
Length: 3:20
Written by: Omari Forde

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