Lyrics:
than life
Bigger than life
Oh when the sun goes down it will be alright
This is we I'm bigger than life
Yeah, money on the grind, money on my mind
What's all the noise about?
Have some respect shut the fuck up
Driveby money talkin shit yo back the truck up
Y'all niggaz don't respect me but
Somebody taking your artery
My lyrics merely taking a picture, this is photography
Obviously for some the poverty really hard to see
Honestly, I've come
I be talkin' 'bout"
And we gon' be around til yo motherfuckin' body rot
And if the Feds bring us in we get the same time Gotti got
And if the Feds
em car sick, abracadabra
Presto magic, Bugatti's on the scene
Party's all around me like its gotti on the scene
Your money N-B-A N-F-L all legal
My
back)
Uh, so everyday I go hard
Real nigga and all my niggas real niggas
Came from making real figures (too much money) nothing less
No regrets (let's get
can't wait too long, no
I ain't waiting for my shot
I'd rather get mine the hard way
Than take it off the top
I make her do what my car say
I'm skating
big money,
Big Dreams, dreams, dreams,
Big Dreams, dreams, dreams,
Big Dreams, dreams
Yo Jay what it do nigga?
I done rocked enough fellas to be
beef for eternity
I'm goin out to the fullest extent
So far into my troubles it's hard for me to get back
To my everyday self and composure
Catch you
the projects, but safe with me
Shit, N.O... (N.O...) are to the E
Spin out at 90 I'm hard with the V, it go...
[Chorus]
Yo, a-yo, good green, 'bout to get
My nigga Ja sold more records than an o.g. (o.g.)
Tah flyin by in the Lac truck like a o.g.(o.g.)
For Gotti I'd body a nigga quicker than a o.g.
shot
And you gon rat like Splinter
Catch you wrong time
Nigga snatch your whole dinner
I was down for the summer
Imma grind the whole winter
By the time
brand new sound
You can pump in ya jeeps
It be the Nod Factor
Rollin' hard like tecs
I'm Skillz for real
Bringin' it to you somethin' stank
This
the drug dealers, for the hard hitters
Represent for my brother doin the 10 years in Fort Piller
Represent for the Dirty South
Gettin' that money, what we
hit the boat and take a shower
Head back to the airport, and hide the money in the tower
Stack blocks by the keys
L to the O to the X you'll see
No matter what the weather, we be getting our cheddar
So we can have a better tomorrow
Oh, money, cars, superstars, getting ours, working hard
For
you nine to five for that groupie money hustle hard get yo money gotta get it in ain’t nothing funny time wast that money lost gotta pay the price to be
the drug dealers, for the hard hitters
Represent for my brother doin the 10 years in Fort Piller
Represent for the Dirty South
Gettin' that money, what we
the drug dealers, for the hard hitters
Represent for my brother doin the 10 years in Fort Piller
Represent for the Dirty South
Gettin' that money, what we
to the Dec
Holla at me my nigga I gotta good connect
Outbid for the complex, polishin' the Lex
Redbone bagets, French robes is fresh
Love money and sex,
to treat it, never take for granted, she got me trapped
[Chorus]
My money, money, money, my bitch is my money
Oh money you my honey
Money is my bitch
grind
Just copped a maroon 5, no Adam Levine
Came a man by myself, only father was time
I know that she relate baby daddy ain't shit
So she raised that
trippin'
Bought me a round, don' pop me a V I'm trippin'
I'm trippin', I'm trippin', I'm trippin'
On my girl best friend I'm trippin'
For the grind
homo, and you expect to crack a bitch
Game for ya, good to ya
Then it’s still ‘fore you crack a
Bitch and let er spoil
Man I got bitches by the dozen tho
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