Money Lyrics – Randomkoolkid
Singer: Randomkoolkid
Title: Money
Religion we praying vivid for riches and all the b#tches, counting paper we stashing we flying adding digits, it’s Lui, Gucci and Prada, Havana we in the kitchen, cooking music for living, nobody could say we slacking, we sipping purple together we singing making history, I’m sorry I made you wait to fans and all my cult, representing the hood they just call me captain Kabelo, the coolest man in the ghetto, nobody could reach my level, started without no beat but my rapping stole attention, provision for all my rhymes, I was moving without no tension, momma gave no permission, and music was just a hobby to them, they broke my vision, they told me I wouldn’t make it, but f#ck it man I’m the greatest, somebody should take a picture, thank you to all my people, I’m doing this for family, the future of being lavish, cars and being savage, oh Lord we want the money. Oh Lord we want the money, yeah!
Cash, stash, the money the chankura. ( oh Lord we want the money, oh Lord we want the money. )
Yeah the money, cash, stash, the chankura. ( oh Lord we want the money, oh Lord we want the money
Money, Money, Money, Money. ( Money! )
Money, Money, Money, Money
Starting smoking in grade 8, all I had was stupid mates, I started coming late for class, but never skipping education, I was born to racial order probation was never granted, starting reading books for sure the probation was always granted, hustling and memories, always get the best of me, mumbling like welkom rappers, I came into the industry, never chasing enemies, I’ll kill you with your family, stuck between the melody, the drums will move the cliques for real, the plug was just a missing piece, God always protected me, it’s him who always guided me that’s why I have a winning streak, I’m always on my knees praying for my wrong deeds, praying for a better life, again I’m just a shepherd, I’m counting on myself, the 6’s and the wealth, we dreaming adding debts, Ferrari’s worth a Mill, the lobby where we meet, no guidance if we drink, but then we just some kids, again I’ll make sing, and then I body bag some paper, then I’ll buy some Lakers, on top of that I’ll pay up my lean and all my sneakers but it’s all a grease if you buying cheaper from vendor’s, informal fallacy n#gg# you’ll have a lame home, I’m griefing n#gg#s like Real Madrid in the playoffs, I am rapper the koolest kid call me leader. My momma told me that rapping is just a stunt game, f#ck let’s drink Bombay, honestly it’s f#ck pain. ( honestly it’s f#ck pain n#gg#. )
Money, Money, Money, Money. ( Money! )
Money, Money, Money, Money
( I’m So High Productions. )
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