Money Power Respect ft. Sii.Jay & Yhucee Lyrics

Do you feel my impact

Bout to blow like a dynamite

Had to sit back reflect

Reember when I couldn't get that

Money the power and respect

Had to get up and get that

on a roll cannot relax

On the grind boy I need bags

Do you know what I mean

When I say I'm addicted to grinding

The hustle to me

Is like lean to fiend

When I was in the mud

I had visions that me and homies

Was making it clean

Man sometimes

When I think about all of the L

That I took

Fore I started to win

Swear the picture was blurry

But now that I switched canvas

The colors they blend

Yeah

Blend yeah

Now I get commas in bands

Yeah

Solace got straight out the trench

I only want more

Can't settle for less

I'm letting my pen speak

They gon study my techniques

spit this shit raw and authentic

Vibe is electric

Yeah the kid been a savage

I do it again and again

Like God planned it

Do you feel my impact

Bout to blow like a dynamite

Had to sit back reflect

Member when I couldn't get that

Money the power and respect

Had to get up and get that

on a roll cannot relax

On the grind boy I need bags

From a very young age

Mans been putting in work

Run a thousand out of debt

Getting paid like Nicholas Cage

Motivated by my peers

So I try to be the best

No stress I be testing my aim

Tryna make shit spiral

Stuck in the bando like psycho

Getting YPs

Next drop gone viral

Verses be written like Tidal

Pushing the wave

What you know by the life that I live

I be working all day hardly sleeping at night

What you know by the life that I live

I be working all day hardly sleeping at night

With my Bro's we be tryna get paid

I be stacking my cheese man I do it with ease

See the trails very evidently I be working illegal speaking bilingual Stalking my opps like tangos Moving commando

Go from the booth to the bando

Do you feel my impact

Bout to blow like a dynamite

Had to sit back reflect

Member when I couldn't get that

Money the power and respect

Had to get up and get that

on a roll cannot relax

On the grind boy I need bags

Energy, that can never run out. (One time)

Find me riz, though e never burn out (one time)

Hits dey, but they never come out

With the fam, and we never fall out

Steady money, but changing the routes

I dey para, for change in amounts

No fit trust two ears with two mouth

Make e be as e be when I count

No be rat, but I follow the cheese

Quarter past, and I'm still on the street

Third degree what I do on a beat

If you think say na play, Oya tune in and see

Amanjidewum, mam jide the cheese

Shey you wan use hand to hold on to breeze?

Solace dey mash up the anthem,

Yhucee just linked with the mandem

Ask them

Do you feel my impact

Bout to blow like a dynamite

Had to sit back reflect

Member when I couldn't get that

Money the power and respect

Had to get up and get that

on a roll cannot relax

On the grind boy I need bags