MONIES Lyrics

Monies, I got monies in my hands

Yo monies, funny monies in the plans

Yo monies, I got monies in my hands

Yo monies, funny monies in the plans

Yo monies, monies made by the grams

Yo monies, I got monies in my hands

I made a lot monies to pay my bills

You talked a lot game

But never played by skills

If you had the bag I had

You'd prolly brag about deals

Dead ass you don't

You mad and sad

How crapped out feels

Whoa

Peace to Saint Regis and the plug

Fourth floor fucked

Four more months

Dog I didn't do enough

Trust

I learned it all on the go

While going nuts

All while running up lust

Money came and went

With the wind on Farnam

Money came and sang my alarms to karma

Can't take back the snake oil to the snake charmer

Can't spend what you don't make

When you've already fallen

Truth be told

Yo I'm done with you fuck-os

Muck boots on

In the mud with ducks rowed

Snuggling and drooling

Next to your chic's butthole

Mean mugging your team

Because the dreams is getting nutso

Monies, dollars, pesos, cents

Conny Loco, raised your rents

Rubies, pounds, euros, yen

Conny Loco, raised yall rents

Yo it's monies, I got monies in my hands

Yo monies, funny monies in the plans

Yo monies, monies made by the grams

Yo monies, I got monies in my hands

Monies