Where my f*ckin money at
I need my f*cking money back
I let you hold one hundred
And I seen you having fun with that
I aint into taking nigga
I aint hearing none of that
Where my f*cking money at
Hello mr jefferson
I know u doing better than
Us lil people
And we did some messurements
I think u f*ckin owe me
Dont act like u dont know me
I worked 12 hours a day
For like 4 weeks
I worked 14 hours a day
For like some more weeks
Weeks turned to months
And now u wanna be so cheap
Nigga rent due u cool
Where ima go sleep
Ill rip thru that too big suit
Yo tactics so weak
I worked for 2 companys 5 years they folded
These corporations killin america dog they bogus
We just move on to the next and nobody notice
How the f*ck im playing the game but i cant control it
Where my mother f*ckin money at
I gotta pay these people back
The loans for these students and these homes just an evil trap
They dont want to teach u that
They just want to keep u at
The bare minimum
But im killin em ima need the strap
Got us all down at the bottom
Fight for a piece of scrap
Yo nigga trippin on u u shot em
And now u need to scat
The stressed build up got a nigga on some savage shit
I let u hold 40 i dont want to have to grab a bitch like
Where my f*ckin money at
I need my money back
I let you hold 100 and i seen u having fun with that
I aint tryna talk nigga i aint having none of that
Where my f*ckin money at
I let u borrow that bread
Now u act like uoeno me
I should put a hollow to head
Now u acting like u aint even broski
U said its a big big favor
Now im triping over a lil paper
I aint even tripin on u nigga
U can give it back alil later
But shit i seen u at the mall
U copped like 4 or 5 fits
And then i seen u at the loft
Buying drinks for like 4 or 5 chicks
Now nigga i know im not tripping
My nigga i know u out gettin it
Or u just tryna leech of me
Or should i mind more of my business
F*ck it
I need a f*ckin maybach
Change up where i stay at
But first need a million
No tree i need it asap
Cus niggas trying take that
But i dont even play that
How niggas try rob me
And i end up with they strap
Where my f*ckin money at
I need my money back
I let you hold 100 and i seen u having fun with that
I aint tryna talk nigga i aint having none of that
Where my f*ckin money at
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Where my f*ckin money at
I need my f*cking money back
I let you hold one hundred
And I seen you having fun with that
I aint into taking nigga
I aint hearing none of that
Where my f*cking money at
Hello mr jefferson
I know u doing better than
Us lil people
And we did some messurements
I think u f*ckin owe me
Dont act like u dont know me
I worked 12 hours a day
For like 4 weeks
I worked 14 hours a day
For like some more weeks
Weeks turned to months
And now u wanna be so cheap
Nigga rent due u cool
Where ima go sleep
Ill rip thru that too big suit
Yo tactics so weak
I worked for 2 companys 5 years they folded
These corporations killin america dog they bogus
We just move on to the next and nobody notice
How the f*ck im playing the game but i cant control it
Where my mother f*ckin money at
I gotta pay these people back
The loans for these students and these homes just an evil trap
They dont want to teach u that
They just want to keep u at
The bare minimum
But im killin em ima need the strap
Got us all down at the bottom
Fight for a piece of scrap
Yo nigga trippin on u u shot em
And now u need to scat
The stressed build up got a nigga on some savage shit
I let u hold 40 i dont want to have to grab a bitch like
Where my f*ckin money at
I need my money back
I let you hold 100 and i seen u having fun with that
I aint tryna talk nigga i aint having none of that
Where my f*ckin money at
I let u borrow that bread
Now u act like uoeno me
I should put a hollow to head
Now u acting like u aint even broski
U said its a big big favor
Now im triping over a lil paper
I aint even tripin on u nigga
U can give it back alil later
But shit i seen u at the mall
U copped like 4 or 5 fits
And then i seen u at the loft
Buying drinks for like 4 or 5 chicks
Now nigga i know im not tripping
My nigga i know u out gettin it
Or u just tryna leech of me
Or should i mind more of my business
F*ck it
I need a f*ckin maybach
Change up where i stay at
But first need a million
No tree i need it asap
Cus niggas trying take that
But i dont even play that
How niggas try rob me
And i end up with they strap
Where my f*ckin money at
I need my money back
I let you hold 100 and i seen u having fun with that
I aint tryna talk nigga i aint having none of that
Where my f*ckin money at
I need my f*cking money back
I let you hold one hundred
And I seen you having fun with that
I aint into taking nigga
I aint hearing none of that
Where my f*cking money at
Hello mr jefferson
I know u doing better than
Us lil people
And we did some messurements
I think u f*ckin owe me
Dont act like u dont know me
I worked 12 hours a day
For like 4 weeks
I worked 14 hours a day
For like some more weeks
Weeks turned to months
And now u wanna be so cheap
Nigga rent due u cool
Where ima go sleep
Ill rip thru that too big suit
Yo tactics so weak
I worked for 2 companys 5 years they folded
These corporations killin america dog they bogus
We just move on to the next and nobody notice
How the f*ck im playing the game but i cant control it
Where my mother f*ckin money at
I gotta pay these people back
The loans for these students and these homes just an evil trap
They dont want to teach u that
They just want to keep u at
The bare minimum
But im killin em ima need the strap
Got us all down at the bottom
Fight for a piece of scrap
Yo nigga trippin on u u shot em
And now u need to scat
The stressed build up got a nigga on some savage shit
I let u hold 40 i dont want to have to grab a bitch like
Where my f*ckin money at
I need my money back
I let you hold 100 and i seen u having fun with that
I aint tryna talk nigga i aint having none of that
Where my f*ckin money at
I let u borrow that bread
Now u act like uoeno me
I should put a hollow to head
Now u acting like u aint even broski
U said its a big big favor
Now im triping over a lil paper
I aint even tripin on u nigga
U can give it back alil later
But shit i seen u at the mall
U copped like 4 or 5 fits
And then i seen u at the loft
Buying drinks for like 4 or 5 chicks
Now nigga i know im not tripping
My nigga i know u out gettin it
Or u just tryna leech of me
Or should i mind more of my business
F*ck it
I need a f*ckin maybach
Change up where i stay at
But first need a million
No tree i need it asap
Cus niggas trying take that
But i dont even play that
How niggas try rob me
And i end up with they strap
Where my f*ckin money at
I need my money back
I let you hold 100 and i seen u having fun with that
I aint tryna talk nigga i aint having none of that
Where my f*ckin money at
Writer: Lee Kimble
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