Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
If your life is working it's perfect
But lately been stuck on the surface
Been stressing bout money and whips and success as an artist my life is a circus
I met this girl in Los Angeles
She went to college and planned for this
She wanted clout and some presidents
She whipping Lambos of rappers and smoking on cannabis stay in their sections while popping them bottles
Belvedere mags and the Goose for the models
If this ain't a movie a Stephen King novel
It's wild and I'm feeling hollow
Nostalgia for nights in the summer while whipping them porches and pushing the throttle
With the drop-top them scary nights hope I resurrect by tomorrow
Get your cameras out
One damn time for the life I chose
Two more hits for the hoes I know
So f*cked up this ain't what I thought
When it ain't about the music and the way you compose
I'm f*cked up when I do my shows
I get high on the crowd noise, bro
I hate brands and the damn logos
I feel like I have sold my soul to
Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
We see all these stars whipping toy cars and we wanna be like them
The first I listened to rap felt the lyrics move through me they came from Em
I see all my idols ain't preaching the Bible they talking bout touring they flying in private
I'm flying economy getting to shows, but most of them local I'm walking real slow
Another day another dollar
Out the pocket
Cannot stop it
I've been running out mileage walking
Taking Adderall to focus on popping
Been flexing for cameras and interview talking
They don't even know who they talking with
By the time that I make it ain't elaborating or circling back for some stupid shit
How could I grow if I did when I get to my shows and the girls be like this
She just wanna be like Kanye
She goes to UCLA
She f*cked G-Eazy I heard
Well she going over today
F*ck all these labels that pray on the youth
It ain't about me and it ain't about you
It's about money bags and the shit that they do
I feel like a king without nothing to prove
Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
We gon' make it out alive or we won't
When I step into booth never choke
If you thinking bout stepping then don't
I put my life into shit that I wrote
I feel the stress in my head cause I'm torn between living and living for bread
I'm digging my grave like the day of the dead
I'm talking to powerhouse people they said
Asked them to cut but my confidence bled, man it's silly
Love is my Achilles
Smoking like a chimney
Wrist so chilly that's an Audemar shimmy
Put it on my back, bet I do it for the city
When I'm walking through my hood got me feeling like I'm biggie
Huh mask off
If I ain't got nothing got buzz
Life of an artist this shit kinda sucks
But they mimic the best call it us
She just wanna be like Kanye
She goes to UCLA
She f*cked G-Eazy I heard
Well she going over today
F*ck all these labels that pray on the youth
It ain't about me and it ain't about you
It's about money bags and the shit that they do
I feel like a king without nothing to prove
Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
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Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
If your life is working it's perfect
But lately been stuck on the surface
Been stressing bout money and whips and success as an artist my life is a circus
I met this girl in Los Angeles
She went to college and planned for this
She wanted clout and some presidents
She whipping Lambos of rappers and smoking on cannabis stay in their sections while popping them bottles
Belvedere mags and the Goose for the models
If this ain't a movie a Stephen King novel
It's wild and I'm feeling hollow
Nostalgia for nights in the summer while whipping them porches and pushing the throttle
With the drop-top them scary nights hope I resurrect by tomorrow
Get your cameras out
One damn time for the life I chose
Two more hits for the hoes I know
So f*cked up this ain't what I thought
When it ain't about the music and the way you compose
I'm f*cked up when I do my shows
I get high on the crowd noise, bro
I hate brands and the damn logos
I feel like I have sold my soul to
Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
We see all these stars whipping toy cars and we wanna be like them
The first I listened to rap felt the lyrics move through me they came from Em
I see all my idols ain't preaching the Bible they talking bout touring they flying in private
I'm flying economy getting to shows, but most of them local I'm walking real slow
Another day another dollar
Out the pocket
Cannot stop it
I've been running out mileage walking
Taking Adderall to focus on popping
Been flexing for cameras and interview talking
They don't even know who they talking with
By the time that I make it ain't elaborating or circling back for some stupid shit
How could I grow if I did when I get to my shows and the girls be like this
She just wanna be like Kanye
She goes to UCLA
She f*cked G-Eazy I heard
Well she going over today
F*ck all these labels that pray on the youth
It ain't about me and it ain't about you
It's about money bags and the shit that they do
I feel like a king without nothing to prove
Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
We gon' make it out alive or we won't
When I step into booth never choke
If you thinking bout stepping then don't
I put my life into shit that I wrote
I feel the stress in my head cause I'm torn between living and living for bread
I'm digging my grave like the day of the dead
I'm talking to powerhouse people they said
Asked them to cut but my confidence bled, man it's silly
Love is my Achilles
Smoking like a chimney
Wrist so chilly that's an Audemar shimmy
Put it on my back, bet I do it for the city
When I'm walking through my hood got me feeling like I'm biggie
Huh mask off
If I ain't got nothing got buzz
Life of an artist this shit kinda sucks
But they mimic the best call it us
She just wanna be like Kanye
She goes to UCLA
She f*cked G-Eazy I heard
Well she going over today
F*ck all these labels that pray on the youth
It ain't about me and it ain't about you
It's about money bags and the shit that they do
I feel like a king without nothing to prove
Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
If your life is working it's perfect
But lately been stuck on the surface
Been stressing bout money and whips and success as an artist my life is a circus
I met this girl in Los Angeles
She went to college and planned for this
She wanted clout and some presidents
She whipping Lambos of rappers and smoking on cannabis stay in their sections while popping them bottles
Belvedere mags and the Goose for the models
If this ain't a movie a Stephen King novel
It's wild and I'm feeling hollow
Nostalgia for nights in the summer while whipping them porches and pushing the throttle
With the drop-top them scary nights hope I resurrect by tomorrow
Get your cameras out
One damn time for the life I chose
Two more hits for the hoes I know
So f*cked up this ain't what I thought
When it ain't about the music and the way you compose
I'm f*cked up when I do my shows
I get high on the crowd noise, bro
I hate brands and the damn logos
I feel like I have sold my soul to
Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
We see all these stars whipping toy cars and we wanna be like them
The first I listened to rap felt the lyrics move through me they came from Em
I see all my idols ain't preaching the Bible they talking bout touring they flying in private
I'm flying economy getting to shows, but most of them local I'm walking real slow
Another day another dollar
Out the pocket
Cannot stop it
I've been running out mileage walking
Taking Adderall to focus on popping
Been flexing for cameras and interview talking
They don't even know who they talking with
By the time that I make it ain't elaborating or circling back for some stupid shit
How could I grow if I did when I get to my shows and the girls be like this
She just wanna be like Kanye
She goes to UCLA
She f*cked G-Eazy I heard
Well she going over today
F*ck all these labels that pray on the youth
It ain't about me and it ain't about you
It's about money bags and the shit that they do
I feel like a king without nothing to prove
Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
We gon' make it out alive or we won't
When I step into booth never choke
If you thinking bout stepping then don't
I put my life into shit that I wrote
I feel the stress in my head cause I'm torn between living and living for bread
I'm digging my grave like the day of the dead
I'm talking to powerhouse people they said
Asked them to cut but my confidence bled, man it's silly
Love is my Achilles
Smoking like a chimney
Wrist so chilly that's an Audemar shimmy
Put it on my back, bet I do it for the city
When I'm walking through my hood got me feeling like I'm biggie
Huh mask off
If I ain't got nothing got buzz
Life of an artist this shit kinda sucks
But they mimic the best call it us
She just wanna be like Kanye
She goes to UCLA
She f*cked G-Eazy I heard
Well she going over today
F*ck all these labels that pray on the youth
It ain't about me and it ain't about you
It's about money bags and the shit that they do
I feel like a king without nothing to prove
Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
Money Bags
Dollar signs
We want all of this
Los Angeles
You're where I wanna be
Writer: Will Field
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