Sha Mcfadden - Rap Money Lyrics

I had to get up nd get it tell momma i love her im gone for the week
One of my niggas they told me keep goin dont focus on wht niggas think
Bitches be askin me where i get money wen i post a pic on ig
Nd my nigga u know tht i struggled dont ask me no questions i cnt tell ever tell where i be
Im pushin her down low wen she suckin im pullin her hair while i grip on dat ass
Mcfadden be on go aint no playin i only see money cnt wit f*ck da rats
Some niggas they switched up i cnt link wit em they gettin jealous they all end up fake
U cnt even bitch us ima die about it aint no way youll take me out my place
Big bags fasho mcfadden be rappin dis shit aint for show
I use to f*ck wit em now i cant f*ck wit em dat nigga lyin he dont keep it real
Big tipper finesser go getter nd i keep it 100 always gon be trill
I cried wit my momma wen i was 11 dat lady a soldier u touch her i fold ya
Now I Gotta put it on for my young niggas
17 no cap still a young nigga
Nd i always go hard for my hood niggas
They be givin me advice aint a dumb nigga
In the mail its a check
Came from the west
Appreciate niggas who think im up next
My bitches they addin
Money be addin
Everthin addin cnt focus on pastence
Im seein the Bullshit i cnt get into it
Askin a favor lil bitch i cnt do it
50 100s is my favorite number nd i juss dropped a album made dat off the music
Nd i swear i can not do no cappin
I came from the basement wit ratchets
You can be up in a second then down for a hour thts why i be prayin the money i stash it
I had to get up nd get it tell momma i love her im gone for the week
One of my niggas they told me keep goin dont focus on wht niggas think
Bitches be askin me where i get money wen i post a pic on ig
Nd my nigga u know tht i struggled dont ask me no questions i cnt tell ever tell where i be
Im pushin her down low wen she suckin im pullin her hair while i grip on dat ass
Mcfadden be on go aint no playin i only see money cant wit f*ck da rats
Some niggas they switched up i cnt link wit em they gettin jealous they all end up fake
U cnt even bitch us ima die about it aint no way youll take me out my place
I come from a place where most niggas aint welcome got people who rob u im tryna tell em
My place could get hectic
If i see a murder police pulling up but i cnt ever tell em
Its crazy how f*ck niggas wanna f*ck wit me now tht they see me before he didnt need me
I put my trust in these niggas i told em well make it ironically they didnt believe me
I came from the slum slum slum slums
My niggas got drums drums drums drums
Nd i gotta go hard for my young niggas
17 no cap still a young nigga
I got niggas wit ratchets wit me
They gon hurt u if u try to kill me
They put two in ya head murder scene aint no compromise niggas reportin u leavin here early
Mcfadden gon be tourin touch down in barbados im out doin bidness im leavin the dirty
Fashooo
I been in it
Rule number 1 dont get caught by these bitches
They might set u up u think u gettin pussy then niggas pull up u get caught in ya britches
Pow pow
Money driven make a nigga kill u mixed wit jealousy back to Bidness
I had to get up nd get it tell momma i love her im gone for the week
One of my niggas they told me keep goin dont focus on wht niggas think
Bitches be askin me where i get money wen i post a pic on ig
Nd my nigga u know tht i struggled dont ask me no questions i cnt tell ever tell where i be
Im pushin her down low wen she suckin im pullin her hair while i grip on dat ass
Mcfadden be on go aint no playin i only see money cnt wit f*ck da rats
Some niggas they switched up i cnt link wit em they gettin jealous they all end up fake
U cnt even bitch us ima die about it aint no way youll take me out my place