No Money on Trees

Yeah.
Nothin aint free...
Have to earn every penny, every pound.
Every city, every sound...
Hard work pays off!

Every city, every sound.

Nothing aint free,
till we get paid.
Money on trees don't happen in the real life.
So we make beats,
till the next grade.
Sometimes people never act—we don't feel right.
But we don't mind,
so we do targets,
so we here bringing up after new markets...
Nothin' aint free,
till' we get paid.
Or we make grade, lovin that real life.

We track. We bend.
Gettin krunk with the tracks then we stack again.
We track, then we bend.

Every city...

Nothing aint free,
till we get paid.
Money on trees don't happen in the real life.
So we make beats,
till the next grade.
Sometimes people never act—we don't feel right.
But we don't mind,
so we do targets,
so we here bringing up after new markets...
Nothin' aint free,
till' we get paid.
Or we make peace. Start screamin' "I feel that."

Yeah.

Every city, every sound...

We track. We bend.
We scrub with the tracks then we stack again.
We track. We bend.
We scrub with the tracks then we stack again.
We track. We bend.
We scrub with the tracks then we stack again.
We track. We bend.
We stack! We spend!

Nothing aint free,
till we get paid.
Money on trees don't happen in the real life.
So we make beats,
till the next grade.
Sometimes people never act—we don't feel right.
But we don't mind,
so we do targets,
so we here bringing up after new markets...
Nothin' aint free,
till' we get paid.
Or we make peace. Start screamin' "I feel that."

We track. We bend.
We track. We bend.

Gettin krunk with the tracks then we stack again.

We track. We bend.
We track. We bend.

Gettin krunk with the tracks then we stack again.

Every city every sound.
Hard work pays off.

Nothing aint free,
till we get paid.
Money on trees don't happen in the real life.
So we make beats,
till the next grade.
Sometimes people never act—we don't feel right.
But we don't mind,
so we do targets,
so we here bringing up after new markets...
Nothin' aint free,
till' we get paid.
Or we make peace. Start screamin' "I feel that."

Yeah.

Every city, every sound.

Yeah.

So we do targets...

We track. We bend.
We scrub with the tracks then we stack again.
We track. We bend.
We scrub with the tracks then we stack again.
We track. We bend.
We scrub with the tracks then we stack again.
We track. We bend.
We stack. We spend.

Every city...

Every city, every sound.

Yeah.



Credits
Writer(s): Neil Bartram
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