Lyrics:
to the party its the place to be
Bad bitches in the city wanna hang with me
They see a nigga coming up so they hate on me
Young nigga getting money and I stay
trippin'
Girl, you must be high off shrooms
Want to investigate me when I come in the room
Talking 'bout where you been at
And why you ain't pick up your
uzi
Then I'm in the city like JT (Brr)
Shotgun shells can't trace these
If they ask it ain't me (No)
Fuck up a 80 in eight weeks
Fresh out the press,
too much
Yeah been dreamin' bout, dreamin' bout, you too much
Want you to lay with me
Even though you're busy
Cause when you're not around
I start
on me, ain’t no time to be lackin’
You money hungry, all your problems is fiction
Yeah, why you worried bout me, ain’t no time to be
Listen
Is money
You know my sneakers foreign nigga (Juheard!)
Yeah, bigger than life
Cookin' up
Big money poppin' boy
Cookin' up
Cookin' up
They talking bout me in
You know my sneakers foreign nigga (Juheard!)
Yeah, bigger than life
Cookin' up
Big money poppin' boy
Cookin' up
Cookin' up
They talking bout me in
You know my sneakers foreign nigga (Juheard!)
Yeah, bigger than life
Cookin' up
Big money poppin' boy
Cookin' up
Cookin' up
They talking bout me in
You know my sneakers foreign nigga (Juheard!)
Yeah, bigger than life
Cookin' up
Big money poppin' boy
Cookin' up
Cookin' up
They talking bout me in
cappin on da net in real life u get no bucks
Jt the way I'm ballin nigga u really get no luck
I had big dreams when i was young
By high school those dreams
moving
Section 8 , Free lunch line, that’s the movement
Jt Money told me let it go
Inspired by the A, they told me let it
nuts
In my time machine
I'm the doc' in front
They'll come back with me
J.T. with the strut
With a hint of Timbaland
When I lay down my drums
Which is
life
The money, drugs & woman be surrounding it
Tryna liberate my family from the pain and suffering
I gotta big responsibility
Lil JT just entered
I’m going up
I’m going live
Only the baddest right by my side
Know they’ll ride
Know they’ll slide
Hanging with me yeah it's a vibe
Timing is money
me she know what I got
Don't hear what saying if it ain't bout money don't bring it to cause I'm not finna stop
Don't leave home without it you know
Somebody better mail my check
My money
My money
My money
My money
My money
My money
My money
My money
More clutch then a refund check
My money
in my ears, so I can hear what you're saying to me
I got cups full of that Rose
Smoke anything that's passed to me
Don't worry 'bout my boys
I
and get you straight
OMG im LOLing at niggas from the stage
Talking bout me to your boys but wont say it to my face
When you see me you be tryna get your
Money money I need money money I need money money
Money money give me money
Money money I need money Money money give me money
Money money I need
chocolate
(Uh) that's that melanin
Yeah, that's that chocolate, chocolate
(Uh) we be killin' 'em
With all that chocolate, chocolate
My daddy call me
(With you)
I ask so many goddamn questions
But no one ever seem to answer
Wonder when the cameras on me they can notice something off
But they just care
Damn you all niggas really slow, like why you think I care bout that
I think it's better that JT don't got a fanbase
Half these mainstreamers was real
go by, let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by, water flowing underground
Into the blue again, after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime,
(TALK TO ME JT)
I really put my life on the line
Like where you...
(YEAH)
I really put my life on the line
Like where you be at
I really took my life
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