Lyrics:
a fuck (Damn)
I, know she for the streets
It's just how it is (Damn)
How it is you flexin' fake money
Shit is counterfeit (Yeah)
We makin' real moves none
Is there power in money or is there money in power?
Live in ceiling fan minutes, getting bored by the hour
I used to seek out the art, that was
the wrap on the film
Then premiere it you see
The biggest movie star
Biggest star is me
Each word that I speak
Like money in the bank
Making so much dough
ride
Path is only finite
Yeah I'm on the night shift
Got a lot of money
Throw the day away
I ain't keepin holy bodies
Drink the day down
I'll just take
Catch the flow
I got to chase the dough
I got to keep writing skits
That keep them on their toes
And I'm, I'm on a roll
I got to keep it pushing
I
to shoot
I got money in the coupe
I ain't playin by the rules I ain't playin by the rules
Drinks after hour I got the power yea
She was smoking cookies I
kack
I like to get the full cake, Don't like a snack
Oluwa lo'n shor me not by power not by might
So no matter what I been through men I make Sure that
hate it
'Cause they wish it was them
I'm the only one believin'
When I started this I'm screamin' and
For money and for power
It's for legacy I'm
don't know if I can break it out
I don't even want the fame
My worth defining by my bank account
Although my brain keep on fadin' out
All I can do is just
Went to ride a time, so clumsy with the money and the money and because they're being right is doing the csian nose like a hassle Same thing featuring
granted
The money done make me romantic
She say I'm gettin' too fancy
I tell her take off her panties
Isn't it funny how my life is riddled by bitches
doing no drive bys young nigga just parking
Don't care who you is if you with them Lil niggas when I slide I swear you becoming a target
If it's smoke
tricks, I'm a skater
It's all about money and power, nigga
The pussy and shit gon come later (yeah)
No time for drama on my conscience
And my shoulders too
panties up
And get the fuck out my space
Back back ima need some space
Got racks and a decent place
Got stacks all around my wrist cause time
Is money that
the power I feel!
I got so much in the bank
That I just called my lawyer to work on my will
Hold up, wait a second, chill
Hold up, wait a second, chill
Driver don't need no tip
Feds is talking like what you heard
Air fryer still the wrist going work
Couldn't flip her cause the dick got power
Pretty pussy
the laser
Infrared fled big bread money maker
Pop a slug barrell shaker for big paper
Big ballin' life taker for big caker
Ben Franklin, bank televancin'
all day
I got my mind on my money, money gon' give me power
Now I'm finally winning these bitches is getting sour
They ain't never like me now texting
Beats is bangin, Hooks did it (Game's fucked up)
Lyrics didn't, Gangsta look did it
This rapping shit, what you know about it
Block seem lit, in
decimal
Your wallet functions exactly like a bank clerk
And hashrate is the power of the network
I know you like the way I break it down
So lets take
(Will, is that you)
(Trevvy don't stop)
Know the money bring issues, yea
I got 99 problems
Told myself gotta go out and get it and grind everyday for
the component
Is it worth it?
Maybe, when you go home
I don't wanna be here
Tryna fit the component
Is it?
They say money's the root of all evil
I say,
crept
Into the game, we're skipping the steps
Breaking the windows the house will be swept
The game I will get, I have to possess
Time is like money I
Allah
Knowledge was born with science young lord
Trippin' yourself is no valish young lord
Study your scriptures and follow your God
Life in the trap I
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