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MONEYYYYY ft. JASON DBKS Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Money, money, money
That's all that's on my mind
Money, money, money
That's all in my mind
Money, money, money
That's all that's on my mind
Yeah, y'all ain't expect to hear me on this shit, man
Shout out to my nigga Lost, man
Money, money, money
That's all that's on my mind
Money, money, money
That's all that's on my mind
Money, money, money
Who that nigga Jackson
Money, gotta get it any way I can
Funny how these haters want to stop my plan
Rubber bands in my vision I can see it clear
Gotta make it, it's my vision, strugglin' for years
Fears of failure got me up late nights
Life still wrong but baby it's about to get right
Might not be rich now, but my hips are up
And every time I fall down, I always get back up
Roll up, good grief got my mind sad
You don't really know me and my mouth ain't
Came from nothing, that's what I still got
Hustlin', hustlin', tryna reach the damn top
Not your average black man rappin' on the beat
It's time to leave a million men marchin' down the street
Speak from the heart, leader of my generation
That your best kept secret, who that nigga Jackson
Needin' that one, that five, that ten, every twenty
Every nickel, every dime, every quarter, stretchin' pens
Two dollar bills, hard up hunnids and them fifties
In a jiffy, swiftly, quite quickie, meanin' quick
Hella quick, usin' me and money like Mickey
Mickey D's off of Disneyland, I spent the fam
To get these grands, they gotta get it in
Like we was workin' for smugglers, I'm different than
I've been workin' for the huzzahs, I say this verse for the mothers
Hard up struggles and the others, I said this is for the brothers
For all of them enemy brothers, this one goes out to Ben Franklin
We been ballin', they been bankin', crankin', money makin
It's all we been thinkin', they givin' and we takin
And thankin', we smokin' and drinkin' and happenin
What we been makin', by the futures we shapin
And what we be takin' and money be talkin
Made a whole walkin' situation
Have it more than enough, whatever issues you facin
I said it's most adjacent, we stayin' in first place, man
Why y'all pay for chasin' and them haters is waitin
Wanna hide and come down, this is a joke, we supply the town
Money, money, money, man, on our minds, we're out of town
Look at all this money, money, money, out of town
Yeah, out of town
We been ballin', we been ballin', money makin
Oh, we been ballin', we been ballin
And it's always so valuable
We been ballin', we been ballin', money makin
We been ballin', we been ballin', money makin
We been so so valuable
D in the maverick, C's in the cabbage
V's in the tax, X Streets in the traffic
E's in the classes, needs in the habits
B's that are packed, F's and D's that are trapping
For the days of the sun and the rain
Cause I swear that either way, everyone needs some change
Long-term benefits don't get stuck in the game
They say that time is money, but it ain't much to explain
Tomorrow's desires and wishes, real tires and switches
It hits, the supply is the distance, the buyers that get it
Gotta be trustin' so you can say it's realistic
They say it's vicious, man, they makin' it pretty
They say it's so sacred, it's fitted for my art and I'm in it
And I said it'd be that hard, so I gotta represent it
What you wanna do, man, we know who done did it
We tryna get that crop, we with it, never forget it
Wish I got another million for every negative critic
Haters and fakers are worried about us, you could be makin' your papers
Need an hour, any extra, save it for later
Gettin' paid like a caterer, stay rollin' like skaters
I'll be in counties, gon' be walkin' in Lakers
But down in Florida, an old stage versus a gator
We got that Marvin Martin, one spray, turn you into vapors
Your body burned in return of your majors
Cause you might be earned, but only to some with the papers
Cause we takin' a turn, feelin' life on the layers
Higher than skyscrapers, money talkin
It's the sound of my paper, yeah, it's the sound of my paper
Comin' in loud and clear
We got that bottles, body blazin' that loud, havin' me dead clear
Yeah, this our year
This our year
This our year
This our year
This our year