Money Motivated
Bitch, we riding and we smoking
No we never joking
Roll them blunts up, Bitch you know we never choking
And we getting to that cake, and no we never hesitate
I know I look a little bummy, but I let that chopper spray
I'm just doing it with my gang, no we never play
We just run it up and get them chains
And I got that gold all on my watch, nigga come and watch
I'm just doin' me, I'm just Rollin with the glock
Me and my homie, we headed to top
Yeah we got a spot unlocked, and we gonna do it all day
And yeah we getting it, and yeah we getting it
Never gonna stop, boy we eating all the chicken
Niggas never listen, we stick to the mission
I ain't fucking with no disses, I ain't fucking with you snitches
I'm just doing me, and we getting to the green
And we smoking on that tree, you know that THC
Me and my niggas riding in the car, that's the MIC
We just doing it in that PHX, that's that 480, that's that 602
You know how it do
We riding all day, and we smoking on them blunts
If you see me round town bitch say what's up
Me and Tha Don, yeah we smoking all day
Trapping all day, and we getting to that cake
Getting to that cake, getting to that cake
Young nigga had to trap all night and day
Had to think about it, how we gonna make it
Money Motivated, cause she up in matrix
Yeah, yeah, which song is your favorite
I'm just tryna take it, my partner gave me two pills
And I took em, right now and I'm geeked up
Tryna come back down, I ain't tryna sleep now
Man I'm running up and down these fucking racks
You know I ain't tryna come down on this fucking high
I'm so high right now, I'm tryna catch the sky
And I know god gon' see us thru the shit
You know I ain't tryna lie, on my fucking soul
Trigger happy, ashy ass nigga
You know I ain't tripping, on a fucking dime
All a nigga know, I aint gonna fucking go
Go, no, nigga we going slow mo
And I ain't seen the last time my momma was broke
And I'm just tryna grind for my own
Young nigga wipe your motherfucking nose
Niggas sniffing coffee in the county
Pay the bail, if you ain't did the crime B
Send them to hell, I seen the devil dancing
That money is a bitch, you know I ain't tryna live like no fucking snitch
On my momma, I ain't gonna fall no bitch
On my team we make allot of hits
Me and Dori gon' tell what it is
Money Motivated
Smoking on Jamaican
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Money Motivated
Smoking on Jamaican
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Not fucking with no haters
Not fucking with no haters
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Smoking on Jamaican
Money Motivated
No we never joking
Roll them blunts up, Bitch you know we never choking
And we getting to that cake, and no we never hesitate
I know I look a little bummy, but I let that chopper spray
I'm just doing it with my gang, no we never play
We just run it up and get them chains
And I got that gold all on my watch, nigga come and watch
I'm just doin' me, I'm just Rollin with the glock
Me and my homie, we headed to top
Yeah we got a spot unlocked, and we gonna do it all day
And yeah we getting it, and yeah we getting it
Never gonna stop, boy we eating all the chicken
Niggas never listen, we stick to the mission
I ain't fucking with no disses, I ain't fucking with you snitches
I'm just doing me, and we getting to the green
And we smoking on that tree, you know that THC
Me and my niggas riding in the car, that's the MIC
We just doing it in that PHX, that's that 480, that's that 602
You know how it do
We riding all day, and we smoking on them blunts
If you see me round town bitch say what's up
Me and Tha Don, yeah we smoking all day
Trapping all day, and we getting to that cake
Getting to that cake, getting to that cake
Young nigga had to trap all night and day
Had to think about it, how we gonna make it
Money Motivated, cause she up in matrix
Yeah, yeah, which song is your favorite
I'm just tryna take it, my partner gave me two pills
And I took em, right now and I'm geeked up
Tryna come back down, I ain't tryna sleep now
Man I'm running up and down these fucking racks
You know I ain't tryna come down on this fucking high
I'm so high right now, I'm tryna catch the sky
And I know god gon' see us thru the shit
You know I ain't tryna lie, on my fucking soul
Trigger happy, ashy ass nigga
You know I ain't tripping, on a fucking dime
All a nigga know, I aint gonna fucking go
Go, no, nigga we going slow mo
And I ain't seen the last time my momma was broke
And I'm just tryna grind for my own
Young nigga wipe your motherfucking nose
Niggas sniffing coffee in the county
Pay the bail, if you ain't did the crime B
Send them to hell, I seen the devil dancing
That money is a bitch, you know I ain't tryna live like no fucking snitch
On my momma, I ain't gonna fall no bitch
On my team we make allot of hits
Me and Dori gon' tell what it is
Money Motivated
Smoking on Jamaican
Gotta move this paper
Not Fucking with no haters
Money Motivated
Smoking on Jamaican
Gotta move this paper
Not fucking with no haters
Not fucking with no haters
Gotta move this paper
Smoking on Jamaican
Money Motivated
Credits
Writer(s): Dorian Alfaro
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