Money Ova Here

Steady getting money over here
Can have you with the money over here
I see you getting money, oh, we there
When you getting, you get hate and you don't care
Steady getting money over here
Can have you with the money over here
I see you getting money, oh, we there
When you getting, you get hate and you don't care

If you getting, yeah your song go dumb
When you getting money, man you know what else comes
Whole 'lot of hate and a whole 'lot fake-
-Love from the people with the a fork and plate
Stuck in the hood, can't afford to escape
My trunk in the hood, they enforced the escapes
You don't know my grind, all the coke that I scraped
Making everything count, I had to eat, so I ate
Dropping mixtape, after mixtape
I went out and built my own buzz
Wasn't big enough, still hustling the fish flake
And I did it all on my own, what?
They slept on me, so I left 'em sleeping in the ghetto
I woke up in Versace bed sheets, silky yellow
Ice on me looking like a bag of marshmallows
Nine on me, turn a fuckin' hater into Jell-O

Steady getting money over here
Can have you with the money over here
I see you getting money, oh, we there
When you getting, you get hate and you don't care
Steady getting money over here
Can have you with the money over here
I see you getting money, oh, we there
When you getting, you get hate and you don't care

Money kept flippin' while these niggas kept dissin'
Now the crib's so big that-
My sons ride their BMX bike in my kitchen
Million dollar home's where I live at
Niggas switched on me, then he snitched on me
Left me out for dead, even dug a ditch on me
But I'm healthy, this type of level where I'm from-
Means that you wealthy
Self made nigga, nobody can say they helped me
I want the credit and the cash
I'll buy this whole bitch, I'm the owner, Mr. Kraft
No disrespect, but I shine disrespectful
Six rings, two and six karats on my bezel
You know what time I'm on, girl don't act like you special
Reason why I wear a condom when I sex you
Fuckin' with the real was my rescue
Saved a quarter ticket for my momma, cause I stressed you
I'm sorry

Steady getting money over here
Can have you with the money over here
I see you getting money, oh, we there
When you getting, you get hate and you don't care
Steady getting money over here
Can have you with the money over here
I see you getting money, oh, we there
When you getting, you get hate and you don't care



Credits
Writer(s): Troy Ave
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