New Money

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How you started from the bottom
Now you winning

Why these niggas 
Wanna kill you 
Bout they women

How you flexxin
All that money 
How you get it 

Stop watching what I'm doing 
And mind yo business 

I got dubs, fifties, hunnids 
And they crispy 

I ain't gon neva 
Leave that house 
Wit out that Timmy 

D'ont need them niggas round 
If I ain't winning

And I 
D'ont 
Want no bitch around 

If she ain't 
Gon listen 

I most 
Definitely
Ain't gon let em
In my business 

Why you asking
All these questions 
B**** you trippin 

Since a youngin 
Coming up 
Nahwl
I wasn't friendly 

I been wiping niggas nose
Since elementary 

Told ma dukes 
She gon have bread 
Like Oprah Winfrey

Want you dead
Yo niggas starving
Drop a ten piece 

You know I got it out the mud 
Check my rap sheet 

I got snakes ready ta blitz
Ain't wit the rap beef

I make the pussy get the money 
Got her slangin

You spend 
Yo money on some pussy 
What you thanking

Tryna knock me off my feet 
But I'm the goat b****

And you ain't gon
Neva ever

Catch me on some
Broke s***

How you started from the bottom
Now you winning

Why these niggas 
Wanna kill you 
Bout they women

How you flexxin 
All that money 
How you get it 

Stop watching what I'm doing 
And mind yo business 

I got dubs, fifties, hunnids 
And they crispy 

I ain't gon neva 
Leave that house 
Wit out that Jimmy 

D'ont need them niggas round 
If they ain't wit me

And I 
D'ont 
Want no bitch around 

If she ain't 
Gon listen 

I can't let em ride my wave 
They gotta sink

And dropped some magnums on your brain 
F*ck was you thinking

She can't wait to f*ck on Trueyy
Got her anxious 

But f*** a b****
You know I rather 
F*** a Franklin 

Scrape from the sewer 
But I know hoes who say I ain't shit

Ain't being funny
I'm just laughing 
To the bank b****

I'm getting money 
It ain't nothing 
That I can't get 

I don't sit
Chew or move 
Wit out that rocket 

Post the straps
Boy you know 
That you ain't bout it 

Showing racks 
Boy you know 
That you ain't got it 

Do my dirt 
Get in my bag
Stay out the way 

But you know 
I get new money 
Every day

How you started from the bottom
Now you winning

Why these niggas 
Wanna kill you 
Bout they women

How you flexxin 
All that money 
How you get it 

Stop watching what I'm doing 
And mind yo business 

I got dubs, fifties, hunnids 
And they crispy 

I ain't gon neva 
Leave that house 
Wit out that Timmy 

D'ont need them niggas round 
If they aint wit me

And I 
D'ont 
Want no bitch around 

If she ain't 
Gon listen

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Written by: Marquize Perry

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