Lyrics:
That's all I gotta say, Ty Lindsey, that's it
Finance, fucking finance, Jen Hersh
Melissa Bernal, I love y'all
Tour Marketing, Albert, Albert Cook
They can talk their talk, right now I gotta save this paper
Funds and finance, when I stopped badness, That’s when every little thing got greater
Try
her life if she cuff me, man she lucky
Yeah, I got it on me
Please don't try to play it's an army
Eighteen nigga I'm up don't start me
Finance good,
scamming posted in the projects
How you bite my style and hate
And still ain made no progress
Cash up in this bag I'm cashing out don't need to finance
Heard
Savings accounts fraternal
They one in the same
Real Estates sales coming just watch a nigga
Digital music streams finance my lavish living
Show money is
asked the government for a monopoly, oh
End the fed
End the fed
End the fed today
No more massive counterfeit to make our savings fade
End the fed
End
buying cars
I am not saving (What you saving for.?)
I put my money on bars on Binance
Mind on the finance and fine ass
Coz problem no dey finish
And I only
Custom kicks!
Nah, I'd rather have a pension
When i'm sixty six!
I wanna kiddie pool full o' shawwties!
Juice boxes on iiice!
Not when I'm saving
Sittin on the bart
Saving money
Second hand store
Got what I’m wanting
Mail with coupons
That I’m cutting
You can get a lot of doe
But go broke
Ima lyricist
A mic gimme this
When you see me flex
Hold my cash for this
See my Gucci swag
Yes I paid for it
Bad boy for life
Diddy saving it
Hit
My baby gives me the finance blues,
Tax me to the limit of my revenues.
Here she comes finger-poppin', clickety-click
She says furs or diamonds,
wear a straight jacket so you're safe from yourself
Uh huh, take no chances, stop freelancin'
Invest in your future, don't dilute your finances
take these chances
I swear I don't care any more
I gatta get my finances right
I swear I'm tired a being poor
Hottest nigga
Coming straight out
My baby gives me the finance blues
Tax me to the limit of my revenues
Here she comes finger-popping, clickety-click
She says furs or diamonds, you
no chances (no chances)
Stop freelancin' (right now)
Invest in your future
Don't dilute your finances (uh huh)
401K, make sure it's low risk
Then get
tell me nothing I’m made, I’m made (Nah)
You can’t tell me nothing I was raised in the O
Finances in the red, future in the black hole
I was raised in
This Sun King rose again
Louis on a throne of his own
A Bourbon biscuit, a cup of milk
Not saving lives, but not taking ones either
Climb the ladder
designed to finance your business
Cuz you decide what prize is pretentious dividing friends discover a menace
Settle with a bitch with bouncy tits when all
and to the top
Sacrifice your time, your pride
That's your life, wave it goodbye
Saving for a day, restrains today
Now there's bills to pay
Honing skills which
orders and using Excel to finance my dreams?
My dream to become... I dunno, self sufficient?
The internet's been the reason I never held positions
In
my shordies no calls I just voice txt em
I ain't into story telling unless I'm booking on the checking's
Saving it's Amazing how I came for up from
I elevated from broke and frustrated to making finances
Spoke with the greatest they say that I'm wavy I may need some room for my landing
Spiderman
Life's not cheap
But living's priceless
Saving up for my
Quarter life crisis
Each day sure is a riddle
That must make me a one-liner
You can quit kidding
with the dances
I'm making bank I don't do my finances
Why worry for me when I'm making advances "ah yah!"
Listen to me
These words that I'm singing ya
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