All about the money ft. BERRYYO BABY Lyrics

Men it's all about the money

And it's all about the fame

I be on my grind everyday,stay ten toes

Men it's all about the bag

I wanna make my fuckin milli

I wanna move my mama outta the hood

Cause the streets is so cold everyday it's hard just to get our daily bread

Just to get our daily bread!

We ain't gat shit to lose

Rich young nigga?

Broke ass nigga?

Take it back to the room

I be flexing with my wrist

Flexing with yo bitch

Got chains on my wrists

Young nigga know we lit

I've been tryna get to the bag( Get to the bag)

Steady on my grind I'm tryna make my mama proud (make my proud, make my mama proud…)

Steady on my grind I'm tryna get this bag (get this bag)

And I ain't talking bout no Loui' V see im tryna get my money right

Get to the bag

Get to the bag bag..

247 daily I be chasing all dem gwalla steady on my grind me no want no wahala

For my country say! Plenty yawa (plenty yawa)

247 daily I be chasing all dem gwalla steady grind say me no want no wahala

Dey my lane mi no want no wahala

I told dem man say very soon dem go congratulate

We no Dey familiar tell me how we relate

When the sapa been dey choke tell me where you been dey

When I Dey grind for my daily bread

Big up my mama wey show me love for my cradle days

Na the only woman wey I no go fit to play

Who no know no go know so you no go fit relate

You no go fit relate!!!

I've been tryna get to the bag( Get to the bag)

Steady on my grind I'm tryna make my mama proud (make my proud)

Steady on my grind I'm tryna get this bag (get this bag)

And I ain't talking bout no Loui' V see im tryna get my money right

Get to the bag

Get to the bag bag…

Men it's all about the money

And it's all about the fame

I be on my grind everyday,stay ten toes

Men it's all about the bag

I wanna make my fuckin milli

I wanna move my mama outta the hood

Cause the streets is so cold everyday it's hard just to get our daily bread

Berryyo baby… it's Eminel