Money Problems

Uh, I'm chasing dinero I pop out with villains cause I ain't no hero

Can't tell what's wrong just look in the mirror tell me how you feeling

It's a whole lotta money no you not my homie I'm sipping this muddy make sure I stay low-key

Uh

And shit can get wicked you better watch out cause your bitch could be on me

Gonna buy me a crib for a ice out a Rollie

I can't go for that shit cause I been knew they motive

You can quit all that capping can't fuck with my motion

I been pushing this weight ever since I was little

You can tell by my pay that I been getting bigger

I predict what I do like I don't need a stencil

Suede on the shoes with some chrome heart leather