
Money>Fame Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Niggas don't really like beef, yeh they be chicken
How you acting hard online but you be hidden
Niggas say they freestyling but it be written
Heard the opps got locked up, well I hope they beat the case
If he get bail set a tail n find out where he stay
Mask on or mask off I'm Fkn sliding either way
I was 14 with 14 steady pushing 8s
How you in ur 20s w no money but you partying
How the fuck you always turning up with nothing to celebrate
Always down to party but if it's work watch you hesitate
Bitch I'm in the field really out here while you speculate
2021 I'm boutta blow I'm boutta detonate
Too much talent here in the 6 don't underestimate
2021 yall gon know bout PCH
Got no patience, ain't a doc so I couldn't wait
Bitch it's eat or starve as you can see I went and got a plate
And I KNOW some OGs that fell off now they second rate
I just want the money I ain't tryna be famous
Since I was a pup I knew I was destined for greatness
But I had grind it weren't easy it was heinous
I was on the block with 3 on my back call me Davis
I ain't talking bout the blick when I talk about the stainless
Gloves on all time don't worry bout no traces
Gloves on all times don't worry bout no traces
I been getting stripes since before I hit the 7 grade
I know some niggas that should be eating but they never stayed
Now they move about like a bum, guess that the price you pay
Stepped in the game and I was eating by the second day
Niggas really stagnant 1 spot that's where they fucking stay
I seen the bag and had to go chase because I couldn't wait
Not at my peak but it's coming I know my fucking fate
I ain't tweak when niggas switched on me,
Coz right now where are they?
MT6k nigga B to the K you know we doing great
All this shit that's happened, nigga no one could anticipate
Mummy workin hard day & night I had to recognise
Stacked up hella bred and up & lost it all, a couple times
Yeh I been right up
And then down bad
Flat on my face
I done been down the road & back for a couple crimes
I just want the money I ain't tryna be famous
Since I was a pup i knew I was destined for greatness
But I had grind it weren't easy it was heinous
I was on the block w 3 my back call me Davis
I ain't talking bout the blick when I talk about the stainless
Gloves on all time don't worry bout no traces
Gloves on all times don't worry bout no traced
Don't compare to these yutes they got no wages
That's comparing the dumbest nigga to the bravest
That's comparing old season with the latest
Or comparing a black person to racist
And that's like comparing an armed robber to rapist
Can't hide stupidness you're bound to leave traces
I ain't worried bout a trace
Gloves on all times and mask on my face
Knock a nigga off the top and send em to the Fkn base
Niggas hard everywhere but real life fragile like a vase
Supposed to get money then flex not the other way
As I look around I see y'all skipped the initial phase
Super toxic you don't got a single beneficial trait
I just want the money I ain't tryna be famous
Since I was a pup I knew I was destined for greatness
But I had grind it weren't easy it was heinous
I was on the block w 3 my back call me Davis
I ain't talking bout the blick when I talk about the stainless
Gloves on all time don't worry bout no traces
Gloves on all time don't worry bout no traces