Back to the Money (feat. Moneyy$kipp)
It's back to the money it's back to the money it's back to the money I use to be bummy
No food in my tummy these niggas didn't love me these bitches didn't love me they thought it was funny
So it's back to money it's back to the money it's back to the money
I can't be no dummy I come from a place where it's never sunny
It's back to the money it's back to the money it's back to the money I use to be bummy
No food in my tummy these niggas didn't love me these bitches didn't love me they thought it was funny
So it's back to money it's back to the money it's back to the money
I can't be no dummy I come from a place where it's never sunny
Ain't have a pot I could piss in ain't have a ear that'll listen bitches kept me a distance
Right hand got locked up in prison my life was out of commission
Grandma had died in addition All of this shit got me driven I utilized my ambition
Put myself in better position I had a vision I had to stick to the mission
No matter what had to put money in front of enjoyment
I can't make excuses I gotta get to it like it's a appointment
Rub it in like a ointment the looks on they face all I see disappointments
But I thought it was funny back in the day you was laughing and pointing
See you never know when the table'll turn (you never know)
When you'll need to cross the bridges you burned (you never know)
When you will have hate for the people you yearn (you never know)
But life is a lesson you live and you learn
Now I put dick in her tummy she say that I'm yummy She is a actor she don't really love me
Don't know how I live took her to the telly she say she want kids I'm guessing she hungry
If I do a vid she popping out for me but I do bid she won't be there for me
I know how it go I can't be no dummy I gotta stay low
It's back to the money it's back to the money it's back to the money I use to be bummy
No food in my tummy these niggas didn't love me these bitches didn't love me they thought it was funny
So it's back to money it's back to the money it's back to the money
I can't be no dummy I come from a place where it's never sunny
It's back to the money it's back to the money it's back to the money I use to be bummy
No food in my tummy these niggas didn't love me these bitches didn't love me they thought it was funny
So it's back to money it's back to the money it's back to the money
I can't be no dummy I come from a place where it's never sunny
It's back to the cake cash throw it in the safe stash
I know that hate mad sad fast is how i get to the cake
You cannot relate mamma bugging cause im hustling just tryna make sure that we great I remember them days
Thugging bugging aint with nothing boy fronting we hunting its glitch gang you know how we coming
Had to scrape up a plate no wait at the table alone when I'm saying my grace
Hit him up without a trace then I'm taking off out of space
Duh duh duh dripping dripping it's a flood bro monti be the plug who need the drugs
I'm what it is you what it was these bitches cant get enough she in love with a thug
And I'm in love with the grind money on my mind dollar signs
It's back to the money it's back to the money it's back to the cash you stupid ass
I get to the cash like stupid fast super fast stupid ass
You niggas mclovin doing super bad they don't know where the bag
No food in my tummy these niggas didn't love me these bitches didn't love me they thought it was funny
So it's back to money it's back to the money it's back to the money
I can't be no dummy I come from a place where it's never sunny
It's back to the money it's back to the money it's back to the money I use to be bummy
No food in my tummy these niggas didn't love me these bitches didn't love me they thought it was funny
So it's back to money it's back to the money it's back to the money
I can't be no dummy I come from a place where it's never sunny
Ain't have a pot I could piss in ain't have a ear that'll listen bitches kept me a distance
Right hand got locked up in prison my life was out of commission
Grandma had died in addition All of this shit got me driven I utilized my ambition
Put myself in better position I had a vision I had to stick to the mission
No matter what had to put money in front of enjoyment
I can't make excuses I gotta get to it like it's a appointment
Rub it in like a ointment the looks on they face all I see disappointments
But I thought it was funny back in the day you was laughing and pointing
See you never know when the table'll turn (you never know)
When you'll need to cross the bridges you burned (you never know)
When you will have hate for the people you yearn (you never know)
But life is a lesson you live and you learn
Now I put dick in her tummy she say that I'm yummy She is a actor she don't really love me
Don't know how I live took her to the telly she say she want kids I'm guessing she hungry
If I do a vid she popping out for me but I do bid she won't be there for me
I know how it go I can't be no dummy I gotta stay low
It's back to the money it's back to the money it's back to the money I use to be bummy
No food in my tummy these niggas didn't love me these bitches didn't love me they thought it was funny
So it's back to money it's back to the money it's back to the money
I can't be no dummy I come from a place where it's never sunny
It's back to the money it's back to the money it's back to the money I use to be bummy
No food in my tummy these niggas didn't love me these bitches didn't love me they thought it was funny
So it's back to money it's back to the money it's back to the money
I can't be no dummy I come from a place where it's never sunny
It's back to the cake cash throw it in the safe stash
I know that hate mad sad fast is how i get to the cake
You cannot relate mamma bugging cause im hustling just tryna make sure that we great I remember them days
Thugging bugging aint with nothing boy fronting we hunting its glitch gang you know how we coming
Had to scrape up a plate no wait at the table alone when I'm saying my grace
Hit him up without a trace then I'm taking off out of space
Duh duh duh dripping dripping it's a flood bro monti be the plug who need the drugs
I'm what it is you what it was these bitches cant get enough she in love with a thug
And I'm in love with the grind money on my mind dollar signs
It's back to the money it's back to the money it's back to the cash you stupid ass
I get to the cash like stupid fast super fast stupid ass
You niggas mclovin doing super bad they don't know where the bag
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Writer(s): Melvin Velasquez
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