Money Lyrics – Blac Youngsta
Singer: Blac Youngsta
Title: Money
I was gon’ be me anyway
But you came to count up
I just want to count up, I just want to count my money
In peace and pride
I don’t want no one in the room when I count, K?
Close my door
I said that money don’t make me [Money
I’m just good at making money
And I said, anything I do, they gon’ hate me [Money
They gon’ want to take some from me, yeah
I said, “Young n#gg#, get your motherf#cking money
Don’t you let nobody talk you out and take it from you”
I thank Lord I made it ’cause I come straight out the dumpster [Gang
You know I was broke and didn’t nobody give me nothing
5% my winners, then I look like, “Who to trust?” [Who?
You got smoke with mе, then you should bulletproof your truck [For real
Catch my opps out and onе time I’m looking like, “Who to bust?” [Doo, doo
I’ma bust ’em all since they [Grr
Money rule the city so I’m still stuck in my city ways
I’m just tryna get it, I buy real estate, then I renovate [Yeah
Forty for a brick, eating Winnup since back in the day [Shit
Forty racks’ll get your head ticked off with that lil’ pitty pay
You know what these n#gg#s, they be doing for they money? [Gang, gang
I might get you knocked off, whole time, your friends, they been a dummy [For real
And I went to Southside, if you want to fade, then we can run it [It’s up
And I never backed down from no p#ss# n#gg#, boy, I’m a zombie [p#ss#
And I never squash no beef, don’t give no f#ck, you shouldn’t have done it
My lil’ n#gg#s from the South, they really slime, they really gunnin’ [Grr
Hit you with that MAC ’cause we the Greyout gang, we push another [Bah, bah, bah, bah
And them n#gg#s rats, I made them p#ssies go cry to they mamas [Brr
‘Fore I had a daughter signed, God showed me a lot of signs
If you cross me one time, then you’ll cross me a lot of times
She lied to me three times, then I told that b#tch, “Never mind”
Hoes feel like all my b#tches, they give me flowers ‘fore I settle down
Hoping all my n#gg#s, they keep it real ’til I pass away
We was whacking sh#t ‘fore we hit the high school, didn’t graduate [For real
Murder cost a fee but I promise that boy won’t last a day
You might think I’m lying, but I promise, boy, I ain’t exaggerating
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