Jasmine Whitley - Money Lyrics

I'd like to dedicate this to all the weird hoes
All the friends I done had
That turned into foes
Keeping up with my socials
And sharing my posts
It's cool tho
God got me on a assignment
Since I turned this mic on I been vibing
I healed
And let them tears out
I got the Jet black middle part with the bust down
I look good as f*ck now
I'm back outside with my back out
Grown woman
Y'all girls can have the city
And I can bring a table to the table with me
Somebody else man be y'all only fans
Ain't got no pot to piss in or a nightstand
It ain't worth my soul
And them likes on Instagram gon get old
I'm protected and surrounded by angels
I let that hurt go
And put ice around my ankles
I'm so thankful
You let a clown in yo DM make you a BM
Cause he was double tapping yo angles (Oh no)
He don't know the real you
So F*ck yo BBL
And you can't take that Chanel to heaven
Saks Fifth Avenue ain't gon save you from depression
I know I look good
My white toes pull the hoes
And you can smell the dollars thru my clothes
But I'm at peace in my soul oh-oh
I'm wiping my tears with money
With money (oh-oh)
Yeah
Ain't nothing you can take from me
And if it costs me my peace it's too f*cking expensive
Yeah
If you cost me my peace
Oh (If you cost me my peace)
I'm sorry you gotta leave
Oh-oh
I'm too expensive
The moonlight got my diamonds dancing
She bitter cause her nigga was glancing
Stop giving his ass all them f*cking chances
Come ride the wave with the pretty bitches
We outside taking pretty pictures
Take that bonnet off
And f*ck them dishes (oh)
Get out yo feelings
Cause see that next one gon make me a Mrs.
And it ain't gon be no need for a mistress
A real nigga hit different
Don't let that money make you (don't let that money make you)
Word to Diamond
Letting a nigga hurt you for some diamonds
Cause he fly you out to islands
If you forgive his ass you can forgive yo friends too
He'll send bouquets of roses to fill up yo living room
And still play you
Don't leave yo heart behind for a dollar sign (Oh)
You been fine since we was jocing them landlines
Oh
Ouu (Baby yeah)
And even when you alone you ain't lonely
No no no no no
(It's in me not on me)
Oh
It's in me not on me
(I'm the only)
I'm of one of one
I'm the only
So F*ck her BBL
And you can't take that Chanel to heaven
Saks Fifth Avenue ain't gon save you from depression (oh)
Yeah
I know I look good
My white toes pull the hoes
You can smell the dollars thru my clothes
But I'm at peace in my soul
Oh
I'm wiping my tears with money
With money (Oh)
(Ain't nothing)
Ain't nothing you can take from me (Yeah)
Yeah
If it costs me my peace it's too f*cking expensive
Oh-oh
Oh
If you cost me my peace
(I'm sorry you gotta leave)
I'm sorry you gotta leave baby
It's too expensive (too expensive)
I'm too expensive
Wiping my tears with money
Ain't nothing you can take from me
Oh
I'm sorry you gotta leave
It's too expensive
I'm too expensive
(Woman Speaking)