A Good Time Lyrics

All you do is talk about money

That's all you do

Well bitch I need it!

You got money on the mind

The momentary highs

I'm over here just trynna have a good time

You want all the shiny rings, temporary things

All I'm sayin' is

Do you ever get bored of wanting more?

I wonder what it's for?

You got money on the mind

The momentary highs

I'm just trynna have a good time

I don't got a fancy wallet

If I want it I don't got it

All the fancy things I want in life cannot come from my pocket

There's no way to live it easy

If the world is fuckin' greedy

Never gave a damn to see me

Flex the fakest shit on tv

Must be nice to have the things you have

From liftin' nothin on your back

So fuck your life i wanted that

Go count the money fuck the tax

Ya like to keep ya money stacked

Don't need a gym if ya money is fat

Of living the life of an upper class

No competition and my profit is ass

All this stress keeps going to my mind

I never even made a dime

You keep running on your mouth, keep doing what you like

I've said it bout a hundred times

Do you ever get bored of wanting more?

Ya never walkin out the door

You keep doing what you like, the momentary high

And throw your money in the sky

You got money on the mind

The momentary highs

I'm over here just trynna have a good time

You want all the shiny rings, temporary things

All I'm sayin' is

Do you ever get bored of wanting more? (I don't really know)

I wonder what it's for?

You got money on the mind

The momentary highs

I'm just trynna have a good time

Listen girl I don't got any money but I love you

Only when ya fuck around is when I wanna get below you

But my bank account is acting up my shit is reading negative

I Guess I'll sell my clothes and live in ways of being primitive

Im a broke bastard and I sell crack on the side

Stole a bicycle

Sup' fuckers wanna take a ride?

Do I ever want to quit if all of this becomes my life?

Whats the point of "rich" when all you bitch because I'm fucking right?

All this stress keeps going to my mind

I never even made a dime

You keep running on your mouth, keep doing what you like

I've said it bout a hundred times

Do you ever get bored of wanting more?

Ya never walkin out the door

You keep doing what you like, the momentary high

And throw your money in the sky

You got money on the mind

The momentary highs

I'm over here just trynna have a good time

You want all the shiny rings, temporary things

All I'm sayin' is

Do you ever get bored of wanting more? (I don't really know)

I wonder what it's for?

You got money on the mind

The momentary highs

I'm just trynna have a good time

Oh, oh (yeah)

I'm just trynna have a good time

Oh, oh (money, money)

I'm just trynna have a good time

(Yeah)

(Money, money)

(Yeah)

(I love being broke)

(Hey can I have twenty bucks?)