Money Hommy Lyrics

Get your money up and quit bitching

Said I'd carry the beat, then I benched it

Not admitting defeat like I'm Kenshin

Yeah, I'm way too elite, feel the tension

I'm just having fun and it's still hitting

They're just hating on me cause I'm winning

They're just hating on me and my mission

Do what I love, while I'm making a killing

Ohhhhh

Making a killing

Ohhhh

Are you ready

Better run, start to hide

Yeah, the fun's do or die

Got the truck suicide

An abundance of lives

Got no gun to my side

On the run, too alive

With the huns like the tribe

They were stunned I survived

On the hunt, who am I

I felt stuck, crucified

Give this up and my movement dies

Don't give a fuck, Imma choose to fly

Don't lift me up, gotta lose to fight

Don't lift me up, I'm not losing twice

Don't big me up, they know who's arrived

Hahahahaha

And if they don't, then they will soon

I've been punching in so God damn much that now my bills blue

It's similar to the drank and the pills dude

Living for the riches is just senseless and will kill you