money on me Lyrics

Feel like I've been balling for a while

When my life turn around get my Jesus piece

And a nigga use to love outside

Now I want to go around and feed the need

And I was down bad for a minute

but knowing little me going to change my image

She want to fuck with a nigga even when she first just saw me

And I would just turn up like all the time even when a nigga was a little shorty huh

Chasing my money wherever I go

They know I'll chase that green of course

Patting my pockets wherever I go

Got to make sure I got my wallet on me

She just want to fuck like all the time I swear these bitches don't love me

I've been with my boo for like two years

I want hoes to get away from me

It's stuck in my head that God comes first then money comes second

And I've been cold as shit for a long damn time

So humble I learned my lesson

They talked shit to me like all the time it's a real reason I'm getting better

My dad been gone for hella years phone call all the time with a couple of letters

I like to change my flows like all the time I get them confused I assume

I'm high as hell up off my bed I'm writing songs until I'm dead

And anybody try to play with me or fam I'll get you gone

Feel like I've been balling for a while

When my life turn around get my Jesus piece

And a nigga use to love outside

Now I want to go around and feed the need

And I was down bad for a minute but knowing little me going to change my image

She want to fuck with a nigga even when she first just saw me

And I would just turn up like all the time even when a nigga was a little shorty huh

Chasing my money wherever I go

They know I'll chase that green of course

Patting my pockets wherever I go

Got to make sure I got my wallet on me

No you not is my homie yes you is associate

I made this in my bed hoe you can't never tell me shit

Explain to me like one more time today I swear it's different

Don't talk about it like when it comes to me I'm getting filthy rich