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Money Mission Video (MV)




Performed By: Famous James
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: Isaac Turner




Famous James - Money Mission Lyrics




I'm feeling like Ferg, I'm on a whole other level
Hoes for you niggas somebody pass me the shovel
And I don't play by the rules, consider me a rebel
I'm feeling presidential put the diamonds in my bezel
This is God given nigga, I don't really f*ck with devil's
The devil wear prada's and she f*cking up my schedule
Retarded with the flow, and I'm feeling real special
I'm all the way up, and I'm never coming down
I'm blowing on this strong, and it's really really loud
I'm all the way up, and I'm talking top floor
I'm going to the bar, and I'm talking top shelf
I don't do this shit for fun
I don't do it for my health
Cause I

Stay in my lane
Played my position
Kept my distance
Bossed up on niggas
Henny in my cup, went pasted my limit
Keep my eyes on the prize cause the money is the mission
Uh
The money is the mission
Ooh
The money is the mission
Uh
The money is the mission
Got something for you weak niggas that sneak dissing

I'm swimming in the money call me Scrooge McDuck
Middle finger to the law cause I don't give no f*cks
And all you weak rap niggas better tighten up
Issa celebration put your bottles up
Cause I do it for the streets, and I'm going for the belt
I'm all the way up and I'm pulling up a ladder
Snap back on I'm the real mad hatter
Tyson body shots, boy I'm f*cking up your bladder
And I can break it down, and I can give you what you want
Trap queen nigga, and she cooking on the stove
I got the juice, I got the sauce, bitch I got the glow
I'm throwing up diamonds like my name is HOV
It's cold in Minnesota, hashtag Yachty
Watch your bitch cause she might get bodied
I'm at the Loews lil mama, meet me in the lobby
On some YG shit, keep the bitty back brackin
Cause I

Stay in my lane
Played my position
Kept my distance
Bosses up on niggas
Henny in my cup, went pasted my limit
Keep my eyes on the prize cause the money is the mission
Uh
The money is the mission
Ooh
The money is the mission
Uh
The money is the mission
Got something for you weak niggas that sneak dissing
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I'm feeling like Ferg, I'm on a whole other level
Hoes for you niggas somebody pass me the shovel
And I don't play by the rules, consider me a rebel
I'm feeling presidential put the diamonds in my bezel
This is God given nigga, I don't really f*ck with devil's
The devil wear prada's and she f*cking up my schedule
Retarded with the flow, and I'm feeling real special
I'm all the way up, and I'm never coming down
I'm blowing on this strong, and it's really really loud
I'm all the way up, and I'm talking top floor
I'm going to the bar, and I'm talking top shelf
I don't do this shit for fun
I don't do it for my health
Cause I

Stay in my lane
Played my position
Kept my distance
Bossed up on niggas
Henny in my cup, went pasted my limit
Keep my eyes on the prize cause the money is the mission
Uh
The money is the mission
Ooh
The money is the mission
Uh
The money is the mission
Got something for you weak niggas that sneak dissing

I'm swimming in the money call me Scrooge McDuck
Middle finger to the law cause I don't give no f*cks
And all you weak rap niggas better tighten up
Issa celebration put your bottles up
Cause I do it for the streets, and I'm going for the belt
I'm all the way up and I'm pulling up a ladder
Snap back on I'm the real mad hatter
Tyson body shots, boy I'm f*cking up your bladder
And I can break it down, and I can give you what you want
Trap queen nigga, and she cooking on the stove
I got the juice, I got the sauce, bitch I got the glow
I'm throwing up diamonds like my name is HOV
It's cold in Minnesota, hashtag Yachty
Watch your bitch cause she might get bodied
I'm at the Loews lil mama, meet me in the lobby
On some YG shit, keep the bitty back brackin
Cause I

Stay in my lane
Played my position
Kept my distance
Bosses up on niggas
Henny in my cup, went pasted my limit
Keep my eyes on the prize cause the money is the mission
Uh
The money is the mission
Ooh
The money is the mission
Uh
The money is the mission
Got something for you weak niggas that sneak dissing
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Writer: Isaac Turner
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