money and crimes.mp3 ft. 40rico Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Life been coming down on me them things ain't been too easy
Bills catching up got people out here that need me
That's treating me less important their motives becoming greedy
Shorties in my dm like what you doing this weekend
post up at the park get low and control my breathing trynna
Relax my mind I relapse and lose my mind with shorties that waste my time
I'm trynna get out the deep end
I'm drowning
Trynna stay afloat still I'm down with
All the homies staring out the window of that Crown Vic
Got homies that is convicts some homies out in college
Pick your fruit labor and life how you design it
I know it's foo's that hate
But they just popping Ebonics
I'm still hustling and still thugging and still moving
Fighting battles chowing cattle in still ruins
Learned it from the best
My composition is blessed synonymous to a tech on Apple I slice the neck
I'm just trynna eat live good and keep my promise
I'm drowning
Tryna stay afloat still I'm down with
All the homies eat live good and keep they promise
We drowning
Trynna stay afloat but we dived in
I'm just trynna eat live good and keep my promise
I'm drowning
Trynna stay afloat still I'm down with
Trynna speak to God he ain't giving me signs
All I think about is money and crimes
Trynna speak to God he ain't giving me signs
All I think about is money and crimes
Trynna speak to God he ain't giving me signs
All I think about is money and crimes
Ramen noodles and the Rugers sliding shawtys in the Uber
I ain't grow up with shit
But best believe I'm gone improve it
All my haters talking ruthless
Know these suckers ain't a fan of me
Trips to jail grams on scale is how I made my bail
Fuck all of your talking I done been through hell
Taking risk for the family
Live through tragedies
Knife to your back
Fake love man you can't relax
Stay down on your grind stack your paper
Momma working labor
Taught me not to give up fuck the favors
Life's full of traitors learning from my failures
Until I meet my maker been around some fakers
Troublemaker living life dangerous
Smoking on this vapor faded like a taper
Outlaw in my nature but I love my daughter
Growing as a father
I was slanging dope
Trynna make a dollar never was a scholar
Masked up with the robbers
There was never hope
Bringing out some stacks
Make some hoochies holla
Really hard to cope
But never give up when you on the ropes
Trynna speak to God he ain't giving me signs
All I think about is money and crimes
Trynna speak to God he ain't giving me signs
All I think about is money and crimes