For the Money
I got few things
But if you need a dollar bill in your blue jeans
Imma throw it to you honey like I'm drew brees
I'm just happy that my crib got 2 sinks
Thats a whole lot more than what I do need
And my guts steady tied like a shoe string
New things still jumping like a mood swing
I'mma get it popped up give a brother two weeks, youll see
Its a doozie I do freak out about clout that I don't have
No city own a brother I'm a nomad
But I'm not mad I'm so glad I get played for the irony like throwbacks
Oh snap
Who knows what they have on me
But this this is not a fad not cheat
I don't have a whole lot more
But I don't need a jag on lease
I secure the bag my g
I'm just sipping aloe tea
Homie here's a track on me
Homie i could rap all week
When the gas on e
Maybe gas up these
When the paycheck cheap
Imma make that reap
And the fans still singing like oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Who got the money
Not me
Who got the money
You'll see
Who got the money
Not me
But Who needs the money
Not me
Do you do it for the money
Not me, Not Me, Not me
Stick to yourself I got kids bro
Ain't trying to be a middle age rapper that's still broke
And the thing about little ones is they like to eat
So best believe that organic food don't come cheap
I don't compete I am complete task
All along in my head I'm computing math
Everyone been fed or I'm doing it bed
You know I do like that
I keep an eye on my whole foods bill and track
Every penny that's been spent, I ain't using mint
I do it all by hand cause that's all I can
Man I'm too legit as I conquer plans
I got bonkers, bonkers I'm on to the, I'm on the
Next one, as I'm surrounded by serpents and monsters
Trying to get my head right then go and get my bread right
They showed up to my funeral forgot that I was dead nice
Stood up, left them all scratching their heads like they had head lice
And the fans still singing like oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Who got the money
Not me
Who got the money
You'll see
Who got the money
Not me
But Who needs the money
Not me
Do you do it for the money
Not me, Not Me, Not me
But if you need a dollar bill in your blue jeans
Imma throw it to you honey like I'm drew brees
I'm just happy that my crib got 2 sinks
Thats a whole lot more than what I do need
And my guts steady tied like a shoe string
New things still jumping like a mood swing
I'mma get it popped up give a brother two weeks, youll see
Its a doozie I do freak out about clout that I don't have
No city own a brother I'm a nomad
But I'm not mad I'm so glad I get played for the irony like throwbacks
Oh snap
Who knows what they have on me
But this this is not a fad not cheat
I don't have a whole lot more
But I don't need a jag on lease
I secure the bag my g
I'm just sipping aloe tea
Homie here's a track on me
Homie i could rap all week
When the gas on e
Maybe gas up these
When the paycheck cheap
Imma make that reap
And the fans still singing like oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Who got the money
Not me
Who got the money
You'll see
Who got the money
Not me
But Who needs the money
Not me
Do you do it for the money
Not me, Not Me, Not me
Stick to yourself I got kids bro
Ain't trying to be a middle age rapper that's still broke
And the thing about little ones is they like to eat
So best believe that organic food don't come cheap
I don't compete I am complete task
All along in my head I'm computing math
Everyone been fed or I'm doing it bed
You know I do like that
I keep an eye on my whole foods bill and track
Every penny that's been spent, I ain't using mint
I do it all by hand cause that's all I can
Man I'm too legit as I conquer plans
I got bonkers, bonkers I'm on to the, I'm on the
Next one, as I'm surrounded by serpents and monsters
Trying to get my head right then go and get my bread right
They showed up to my funeral forgot that I was dead nice
Stood up, left them all scratching their heads like they had head lice
And the fans still singing like oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Who got the money
Not me
Who got the money
You'll see
Who got the money
Not me
But Who needs the money
Not me
Do you do it for the money
Not me, Not Me, Not me
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Writer(s): Paul Jeffrey Russell, Ruslan Karaoglanov
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