Money
We crash and burning like test dummies
Hungry
Might crack a smile but ain't shit funny
My nigga
Problems been coming in fast
Money been coming in slow
They keep they foot in our ass
That just how poverty goes
Issues been stacking, I'm lacking, I'm bout to go round up the troops
I'm tryna slip my head out of the noose
Searching for answers, and looking for proof
Breaking the lock on my mind, so my spirit can fly, cuz I know they won't stop me
I been all up on her playlist, since I elevated my status, I'm feeling too Godly
Niggas be thinking I'm faking, I'm shaking and baking, I start feeling like ricky bobby
Made it up outta the gutter, no st-st-st-studder, they hate me, they know that I'm cocky
More money, more problems
More problems, more wishing
More wishing, more stressing
More stressing, more mischief
No love in these streets
It's getting malicious
No crying, no bitchin
You want it, go get it
Steady progression's a slippery slope
Wade in the water we starting to soak
I'm tryna get away, let me elope
Smoking and drinking, we starting to cope
Living and die by the words that I spoke
Treating us equal, that shit is a joke
Killing ambition and draining the hope
Work 40 hours but coming home broke
This ain't life
This that pay me what I'm owed
This ain't spite
This that beating on my chest when I feel bold
This ain't fright
We just been plotting on better days
Get impatient, ain't waiting no longer
Rebelling, we setting this shit ablaze
What aint kill us, just making us stronger
Nigga
Money
We crash and burning like test dummies
Hungry
Might crack a smile but ain't shit funny
My nigga
Would you run to money and fame if you knew you couldn't have it
Or would you run from the money and fame if you already had it
I know niggas who would die over anything
I don't know too many niggas who would live for the right thing
A nigga became a nigga
When he ran up on me
Pulled the machete on me
He told me run that shhhhhhh
I told him I don't flinch
And I don't cringe
And I don't miss
With iron fist
They Danny ran my possessions
Poverty stricken the body language
Mental is tainted
I'm getting teased for the hulk that I feel
I'm green
Then I leveled up
Told my ppls that we had to hit em up
Then we hit em up to hit em up
Niggas was running like gazelle for they life
Option was kill a nigga wit lined aim
In the timeframe that was given
My niggas zipped up his biscuit
Luke caged the mit was his sentence
Now he leaking and his family in rage
I got my payback but I'm looking for change
I'm Still enslaved
The cycle never ends but a new chapter begins
This cycle gotta end damn
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Money
We crash and burning like test dummies
Hungry
Might crack a smile but ain't shit funny
My nigga
Problems been coming in fast
Money been coming in slow
They keep they foot in our ass
That just how poverty goes
Issues been stacking, I'm lacking, I'm bout to go round up the troops
I'm tryna slip my head out of the noose
Searching for answers, and looking for proof
Breaking the lock on my mind, so my spirit can fly, cuz I know they won't stop me
I been all up on her playlist, since I elevated my status, I'm feeling too Godly
Niggas be thinking I'm faking, I'm shaking and baking, I start feeling like ricky bobby
Made it up outta the gutter, no st-st-st-studder, they hate me, they know that I'm cocky
More money, more problems
More problems, more wishing
More wishing, more stressing
More stressing, more mischief
No love in these streets
It's getting malicious
No crying, no bitchin
You want it, go get it
Steady progression's a slippery slope
Wade in the water we starting to soak
I'm tryna get away, let me elope
Smoking and drinking, we starting to cope
Living and die by the words that I spoke
Treating us equal, that shit is a joke
Killing ambition and draining the hope
Work 40 hours but coming home broke
This ain't life
This that pay me what I'm owed
This ain't spite
This that beating on my chest when I feel bold
This ain't fright
We just been plotting on better days
Get impatient, ain't waiting no longer
Rebelling, we setting this shit ablaze
What aint kill us, just making us stronger
Nigga
Money
We crash and burning like test dummies
Hungry
Might crack a smile but ain't shit funny
My nigga
Would you run to money and fame if you knew you couldn't have it
Or would you run from the money and fame if you already had it
I know niggas who would die over anything
I don't know too many niggas who would live for the right thing
A nigga became a nigga
When he ran up on me
Pulled the machete on me
He told me run that shhhhhhh
I told him I don't flinch
And I don't cringe
And I don't miss
With iron fist
They Danny ran my possessions
Poverty stricken the body language
Mental is tainted
I'm getting teased for the hulk that I feel
I'm green
Then I leveled up
Told my ppls that we had to hit em up
Then we hit em up to hit em up
Niggas was running like gazelle for they life
Option was kill a nigga wit lined aim
In the timeframe that was given
My niggas zipped up his biscuit
Luke caged the mit was his sentence
Now he leaking and his family in rage
I got my payback but I'm looking for change
I'm Still enslaved
The cycle never ends but a new chapter begins
This cycle gotta end damn
We crash and burning like test dummies
Hungry
Might crack a smile but ain't shit funny
My nigga
Problems been coming in fast
Money been coming in slow
They keep they foot in our ass
That just how poverty goes
Issues been stacking, I'm lacking, I'm bout to go round up the troops
I'm tryna slip my head out of the noose
Searching for answers, and looking for proof
Breaking the lock on my mind, so my spirit can fly, cuz I know they won't stop me
I been all up on her playlist, since I elevated my status, I'm feeling too Godly
Niggas be thinking I'm faking, I'm shaking and baking, I start feeling like ricky bobby
Made it up outta the gutter, no st-st-st-studder, they hate me, they know that I'm cocky
More money, more problems
More problems, more wishing
More wishing, more stressing
More stressing, more mischief
No love in these streets
It's getting malicious
No crying, no bitchin
You want it, go get it
Steady progression's a slippery slope
Wade in the water we starting to soak
I'm tryna get away, let me elope
Smoking and drinking, we starting to cope
Living and die by the words that I spoke
Treating us equal, that shit is a joke
Killing ambition and draining the hope
Work 40 hours but coming home broke
This ain't life
This that pay me what I'm owed
This ain't spite
This that beating on my chest when I feel bold
This ain't fright
We just been plotting on better days
Get impatient, ain't waiting no longer
Rebelling, we setting this shit ablaze
What aint kill us, just making us stronger
Nigga
Money
We crash and burning like test dummies
Hungry
Might crack a smile but ain't shit funny
My nigga
Would you run to money and fame if you knew you couldn't have it
Or would you run from the money and fame if you already had it
I know niggas who would die over anything
I don't know too many niggas who would live for the right thing
A nigga became a nigga
When he ran up on me
Pulled the machete on me
He told me run that shhhhhhh
I told him I don't flinch
And I don't cringe
And I don't miss
With iron fist
They Danny ran my possessions
Poverty stricken the body language
Mental is tainted
I'm getting teased for the hulk that I feel
I'm green
Then I leveled up
Told my ppls that we had to hit em up
Then we hit em up to hit em up
Niggas was running like gazelle for they life
Option was kill a nigga wit lined aim
In the timeframe that was given
My niggas zipped up his biscuit
Luke caged the mit was his sentence
Now he leaking and his family in rage
I got my payback but I'm looking for change
I'm Still enslaved
The cycle never ends but a new chapter begins
This cycle gotta end damn
Writer: Milan Credle, Steven Silver
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid