Money Insanity ft. Zeba Smith Lyrics

Yeah

Time wait on no man you hear me

The thing about this game

Like

To get out the struggle you need money

But the money put you right back in another struggle

It's wicked for real when you think about it

Twisted games

Uh, time wait on no man

Warrior like Conan

History repeat itself

I'm gambling with a low hand

Living life lavish, cause I take chances

She said I might be ugly but, my checks handsome

I pick up my phone, to five texts random

Three the money, two my mother, I jus answered

The problem is

I made another dollar

Money kills family, money is vanity

Money brings hella greed, money brings jealousy

Money insanity

Rico killed Mitch for the money

A lot of niggas sold they soul and turned rich, for the money

Money kills family, money is vanity

Money brings hella greed, money brings jealousy

Money insanity

Rico killed Mitch for the money

A lot of niggas sold they soul and turned rich, for the money

I aint sell my soul, but whats the meanin of it

When I wake up for the money, I believe I've done it

I know a lot of people work, to make an honest living

But the type of job they working, wasnt even they decision

See thats selling your soul

Doing shit you can't control

Just to get ahold of some paper you can fold

Cold

These are really truths we never told

Like, fuck I'm supposed to slave until I'm old

My mother got hella hustle

She came here escaping struggle

Couldn't tell you I don't love her

If I did then I'm a dummy

I got similar hustle I always be chasing money

If I tell you how I get it, she gon worry

So often we be clashing

She think that I be crashing

I just brush her questions off

I like when she relaxes

And now I'm driving round them white folks is Calabasas

Thinkin what they did to get here without they masters

Vroom, Maserati when they pass me

If I woke up with they money, like how long would it last me

If we was born with it and ain't have to work to get it

Then we wouldn't be on no corners

Or at least know how to spend it

Not trying to figure it out, because our futures would be written

Everything mapped out, we just gotta go and live it

They skies the limit, when you in that small percentage

And if not, then you can't chill, you gotta get it

Money kills family, money is vanity

Money brings hella greed, money brings jealousy

Money insanity

Rico killed Mitch for the money

A lot of niggas sold they soul and turned rich, for the money

Money kills family, money is vanity

Money brings hella greed, money brings jealousy

Money insanity

Rico killed Mitch for the money

A lot of niggas sold they soul and turned rich, for the money

Uh, I give it all and go hard I aint stopping this far

This for all my family and friends who I seen on missed calls

I miss yall, don't think I don't fuck with you

I'm in my lil bag, I'm never feeling untouchable

I'm just being upfront with you

I got ninety nine problems I need them shits solved

Lift off this weight on my shoulders

And knock that cliff off

I know this shit gon take a lil hustle

A lot of people thats depending on my grind and I love em

I got no time for discussions

I give it all and go hard I aint stopping this far

This for all my family and friends who I seen on missed calls

I miss yall, don't think I don't fuck with you

I'm in my lil bag, I'm never feeling untouchable

I'm just being upfront with you

I got 99 problems I need them shits solved

Lift off this weight on my shoulders

And knock that cliff off

I know this shit gon take a lil hustle

A lot of people thats depending on my grind and I love em

I got no time for discussions

Money kills family, money is vanity

Money brings hella greed, money brings jealousy

Money insanity

Rico killed Mitch for the money

A lot of niggas sold they soul and turned rich, for the money

Money kills family, money is vanity

Money brings hella greed, money brings jealousy

Money insanity

Rico killed Mitch for the money

A lot of niggas sold they soul and turned rich, for the money

Ancestors faith up in our blood streams

They way they steal our drip and culture really make my blood scream

Whole team intelligent, turn the room to a thug theme

Saying that they helping, they aint helping, Joel Osteen

I whip like Cream

Lyrics more then schemes, you aint said a thing

Trapped out, let my hoes go they to clean, I like they way they cling

Pulled up on a shorty, played my music, she like you know I sing

Bitch I want some feedback I know you know I am not Jay-Z

How you push your vocals high and turn your feelings to a tweet

I don't need the streets I just want energy that feel elite

Energy that I can keep, some energy that I can feed

I'ma give you two more minutes, tell me who fucking with me

Just give me a set and bitch its 3AM we on the East Coast

Rico lost his mind he got behind he thought he seen ghost

When he killed Mitch

Mitch for the money

Now he runnin cuz the money aint comin yeah yeah

No time for people who spit lethal but they be hidin

Don't go around good people if you do not have good vibes

You smiling loud we like to see the peace come thru your eyes

Your energy be so elite that's why I give you time

Slime

He will not give you a dime

He will not give you his time and if he do thats its not for

Ask him the truth he will tell u a lie

Good vibes always have a good time