Money on the Side

(I won't cry)
(Money on the side)

Ay it is fine I won't cry I got money on the side
Catch a ride
Leave wit a rari around five and

Ay it is fine I won't cry I got money on the side
Bet you lied
Saying that your track was fire and

Ay it is fine I won't cry I got money on the side
Catch a ride
Leave wit a rari around five and

Ay it is fine I won't cry I got money on the side
Bet you lied
Saying that your track was fire and

But ay it is fine I wont cry I got money on the side
Time to fly
Everyone hating on me its time to say goodbye
These people ghost me I really don't get it
I got so much money the sky is the limit
I have 5 lambroghinis and im never explicit
I keep making songs ima prove im commited

Look at me and the greatness I sit in
Got to much drip for the life i fit in
Pull up in a 'rari yeah you yeah get in
Fake friends i say goodbye good riddance
A hit
One Mil' diamonds on my wrists
I charge one twenty for a graph or a pic
Pouring down money no this isnt no mist
Everybody hating on the target of my pitch

So here i sit
In my stomach theres a pit
Making money way to lit
Writing too many hits
Put with my drip
In my life
There is just one hitch
If you look into the hist
Theres fake friends trying to fit

But Ay it is fine I won't cry I got money on the side
Catch a ride
Leave wit a rari around five and

But Ay it is fine I won't cry I got money on the side
Bet you lied
Saying that your track was fire

But Ay it is fine I won't cry I got money on the side
Catch a ride
Leave wit a rari around five and

But Ay it is fine I won't cry I got money on the side
Bet you lied
Saying that your track was fire

Andy candy hoppin on this track
They all hatin but they know I make racks
Everybody hatin but its straight crap
I spit bars, rap fire, no cap (Ya)

I got money on the side no lie
Pull up in lambo catch a ride
All these girl say im a nice guy
Cause my flow is so sick so fly

Ay I make money in my sleep
Flyer than you take a seat
Dropped a mixtape take peep
These girls are all over me

My rap career taking off
Your rapping is not enough
Your lyrics are pretty soft
My bars are whipped with the sauce

(Ay)

Gabe The Babe back on will's song
I spit fire all day long
We blow up you come along
In space like Neil Armstrong

Your girl a.k.a my honey
She want me 'cause of my money
Haters sayin' we all trash
They dont know we got hard cash

(Skrrt)

You come at us we cause pain
Best rapper call me lil wayne
Lyrics are too insane
Dont say my name in vain

First its Gabe, Then its bayonne
Only gold we dont take bronze
Dont be asking me for clout
Peace the Babe is out

But Ay it is fine I won't cry I got money on the side
Catch a ride
Leave wit a rari around five and

Ay it is fine I won't cry I got money on the side
Bet you lied
Saying that your track was fire

Ay it is fine I won't cry I got money on the side
Catch a ride
Leave wit a rari around five and

Ay it is fine I won't cry I got money on the side
Bet you lied
Saying that your track was fire and...