New Money

So I heard of this thing called new money
And I think it's time to find out what it really means

When I pull up in a Maserati where the fuck is my Bugatti
Jeans black bands stacked stuntin' is my new hobby
Pull up in a Maserati where the fuck is my Bugatti
Long hair nails poppin' nigga she ain't no thottie

J. Renzo is the name and I don't play no games
Keep hella chill, all trill cause I been through so much pain
Let me tell ya about my style...
Vans fresh jeans slim pro club check
Never hatin' drama free always me check
Stay humble see my grind on time check
Bro back the fuck up before yo ass get wrecked
Think I won't fuck your test my nigga bet
Niggas think they hard but instead some fuckin' fakes
(Nigga have you ever had a gun to your muthafuckin' face)
(Shit I have...)
Watch me step up to the mic and shit and murda this beat, insane
Fuck all the pressure and shit ain't been no bitch
I'm runnin' my path to fame
J. Renzo's on the beat my nigga, and I ain't been no lame
And I'm just gettin' start but I plan to change the game

When I pull up in a Maserati where the fuck is my Bugatti
Jeans black bands stacked stuntin' is my new hobby
Pull up in a Maserati where the fuck is my Bugatti
Long hair nails poppin' nigga she ain't no thottie (WOO)

Yuh... hittin' a buck 20 in a M3 Beamer
Yo people prolly lookin clean but my people lookin' cleaner
Couple diamonds in my rollie fuck the police
Just like my poppa back in the day I'm runnin' shit I'm the OG
Ain't never had no old money my shit brand new
Just cashed a check bought my momma a Bentley and some tattoos
I'm floatin' down fig bout to it the city
And best believe I got all my niggas with me
And the pockets full of Mountains of bennies
You know we all about our paper
Scrappin' every nickel and penny while sipping some henney
Grew up never havin' shit so we grind and got that new money
Risin' and we not stoppin' til all our people can see the horizon
Haters lookin' for shit to hate but can't find it
Have you been handlin' business
Shit I know that I've been
And if yall muthafuckers don't know who I am
The name is Jabali shouts to J. Renzo he my man

When I pull up in a Maserati where the fuck is my Bugatti
Jeans black bands stacked stuntin' is my new hobby
Pull up in a Maserati where the fuck is my Bugatti
Long hair nails poppin' nigga she ain't no thottie

Yeah Young tell him uhh
It's Young Freddy I tend to rock steady
Just like the whispers ain't nan nigga crisper
Now bring it back--tell em' that I'm finna rap
I ain't playin' with these niggas no more
I'm chasin' after the bag
Been had the gift of the gab
Been in the lab without a pen and a pad
It's off top so off top we bout to get it
I'm chasin' after new money
That new money
The new honnies
That new cheese
The free minded felon I'm right in the back
Fuckin' up the pack don't know how to act
Cause niggas been through some real shit
FUCK HOW YOU FEEL SHIT
I'm in the back countin' stacks
Hopin' I don't relapse in my depression
Fuck all the second guessin'
I need the bag been had the gift of the gab
Shit I'm chasin' after new money

When I pull up in a Maserati where the fuck is my Bugatti
Jeans black bands stacked stuntin' is my new hobby
Pull up in a Maserati where the fuck is my Bugatti
Long hair nails poppin' nigga she ain't no thottie

Yeah you know the lit and we finna be rich
And we finna get the money cause you know we need it
Yeah we finna get the new money
Yeah we finna get the new money
Damn-Damn-Damn-Damn-Damn

Weed money bitches bitches be snitchin'
Do it in the kitchen yo boy hittin' lickin'
Lickin' on this unh free wheelin' on this unh
GET IT GOT IT GO
EENIE MEENIE MINEY MO
I'm in the muthafuckin' van got 30 dudes throwin' bands
Snatchin' suckin' on your man
Gucci Goyard Peter Pan
New money BIG PLANS feel like the BIG MAN
Takin' off feet in the sand
Free pass like Disney Land yeah
J-rizzy
On the beat uhh
Fuck it up
New money in the pocket you got it bruh
Spend it like a rocket yuh yuh

When I pull up in a Maserati where the fuck is my Bugatti
Jeans black bands stacked stuntin' is my new hobby
Pull up in a Maserati where the fuck is my Bugatti
Long hair nails poppin' nigga she ain't no thottie

Yeah you know we keep it going cause we headed to the top
And you we gettin' money and you know it never stops
Feelin' it killin' it
Feelin' it killin' it
Tired of being broke
Tired of losin' hope
Tired of feelin' low

When I pull up in a Maserati where the fuck is my Bugatti
Jeans black bands stacked stuntin' is my new hobby
Pull up in a Maserati where the fuck is my Bugatti
Long hair nails poppin' nigga she ain't no thottie (WOO)
(Live your life)
(Live your life)
(Live your life)

I remember Kendrick Lamar said syrup sandwiches
Those were my favorite
I know one thing though
Let's get this
New Money
God is good all the time
And all the time God is good



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Writer(s): John Parks
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