970 ft. HMoney Lyrics

970 Foco, we ride for the fuckin' bros

Keep the feels on the low, we ridin' slow-motion

Notion for makin' this money, chasin' bags, stackin' racks

Cash is always green, love the way it lookin' on me

970 Foco, we ride for the fuckin' bros

Keep the feels on the low, we ridin' slow-motion

Notion for makin' this money, chasin' bags, stackin' racks

Cash is always green, love the way it lookin' on me

Demons always chasin' me, hate how y'all never see

Say what I feel, and I mean what I say

Use your words against me, play me like every day

I like this cash, like to fast

Barely eat, barely sleep

Barely gettin' up on off of my feet

Seeking energy, seeking synergy

Players hate to play, and the viewers love to watch us eat

Crazy what we'll do for a little bit of fuckin' money, just a little piece

World be drownin' in some honey, I can barely fuckin' see

God, I hate this world, it tortures me

I done lost my sight

That 30 got me up feelin' right

I hope you know that I take these drugs just to mellow out my pain

When I see the sun shine, when I get hit with them rays

This my time to shine, time to grind, time to get what's really mine

Tired of chasing this pussy, all the damn time

Bitches really lucky if I'm feelin' lovely

970 Foco, we ride for the fuckin' bros

Keep the feels on the low, we ridin' slow-motion

Notion for makin' this money, chasin' bags, stackin' racks

Cash is always green, love the way it lookin' on me

Demons always chasin' me, hate how y'all never see

Say what I feel, and I mean what I say

Use your words against me, play me like every day

I like this cash, like to fast

Barely eat, barely sleep

Yeah, I don't feel the same

You are not to blame

Well then who's to blame, when you cause my pain

When you give me space, dark place, heartbreak I pray

I can feel your face, oh, but I hate your face

Too tired in this bitch

Tongue tied in that clit

One sided they switch

Two sided like fence

Three times and that's it

Gettin' higher than a blimp, flyin' high cockpit

They don't want it, but I did

Wetter than a fuckin' lick

Why I got them feelin' sick

Narcotics in the fridge

I just had to let you know, 970 when it click, huh

I need to do better though, think about the ones on my end

My feelings are federal, give me your heart we do 10, yeah

And I don't wanna clear the room, stick on me and it depends

970 Foco, we ride for the fuckin' bros

Keep the feels on the low, we ridin' slow-motion

Notion for makin' this money, chasin' bags, stackin' racks

Cash is always green, love the way it lookin' on me

Demons always chasin' me, hate how y'all never see

Say what I feel, and I mean what I say

Use your words against me, play me like every day

I like this cash, like to fast

Barely eat, barely sleep

(970 when it click, huh)

(Think about the ones on my end)

(Give me your heart we do 10, yeah)

(Stick on me and it depends)