Money Don't Grow
7:35 on the East Side
Sun shine through them blinds though
My baby laying naked right next to me
She want me to stay but...
I told her
I told her
Gotta Go, yea Gotta Go, gotta
Get this paper babe
That Money Don't Grow
Gotta hit the studio, you know I lock the flow down
(Hey, you know I lock the flow down)
Gotta Go, yea Gotta Go, gotta
Get this paper babe
That Money Don't Grow
Gotta hit the studio, you know I lock the flow down
(Hey, you know I lock the flow down)
Turn the words into currency
Nouns and the verbs flow through me
Like a current see
Nah this ain't Curren$y
But 318 my birthplace
But you know I'm currently
Reppin' A-Town to the fullest
To the death of me
Shout out Percy May
Walter J. watchin' over
Kiss the chain on my neck
Much respect, hey, Rest in Peace
These niggas on the clock Pop
I think I found the recipe
Y'all better cut the check before the stock go public see, IV
Swear y'all niggas can't fuck with me
Never that, never, never
Never, never, never slow my pace up
Cuz you know I gotta get my paper
Shout out all my haters
I told y'all
I told y'all
Gotta Go, yea Gotta Go, gotta
Get this paper babe
That Money Don't Grow
Gotta hit the studio, you know I lock the flow down
(Hey, you know I lock the flow down)
Gotta Go, yea Gotta Go, gotta
Get this paper babe
That Money Don't Grow
Gotta hit the studio, you know I lock the flow down
(Hey, you know I lock the flow down)
On the way to the session
Bumpin' that miss Aiko
Racing down 85
But I'm goin' 88 though
I'm ridin' solo but you know I'm in the H-O-V lane
Hope the police don't see me man
They kill us every day
Pray that Psalm before I leave
Chapter 91, yea you know that blood cover me
Cuz my momma raised me right, right
Shout out Phyl Lorain
And thanks to Jesus Christ
Though that ain't his real name, oh no (oh no)
Never, never, never slow my pace up
Cuz you know I gotta get my paper
Cuz they ain't give you shit
Gotta be a taker
She know I take that
I take that man
Gotta Go, yea Gotta Go, gotta
Get this paper babe
That Money Don't Grow
Gotta hit the studio, you know I lock the flow down
(Hey, you know I lock the flow down)
Gotta Go, yea Gotta Go, gotta
Get this paper babe
That Money Don't Grow
Gotta hit the studio, you know I lock the flow down
(Hey, you know I lock the flow down)
Sun shine through them blinds though
My baby laying naked right next to me
She want me to stay but...
I told her
I told her
Gotta Go, yea Gotta Go, gotta
Get this paper babe
That Money Don't Grow
Gotta hit the studio, you know I lock the flow down
(Hey, you know I lock the flow down)
Gotta Go, yea Gotta Go, gotta
Get this paper babe
That Money Don't Grow
Gotta hit the studio, you know I lock the flow down
(Hey, you know I lock the flow down)
Turn the words into currency
Nouns and the verbs flow through me
Like a current see
Nah this ain't Curren$y
But 318 my birthplace
But you know I'm currently
Reppin' A-Town to the fullest
To the death of me
Shout out Percy May
Walter J. watchin' over
Kiss the chain on my neck
Much respect, hey, Rest in Peace
These niggas on the clock Pop
I think I found the recipe
Y'all better cut the check before the stock go public see, IV
Swear y'all niggas can't fuck with me
Never that, never, never
Never, never, never slow my pace up
Cuz you know I gotta get my paper
Shout out all my haters
I told y'all
I told y'all
Gotta Go, yea Gotta Go, gotta
Get this paper babe
That Money Don't Grow
Gotta hit the studio, you know I lock the flow down
(Hey, you know I lock the flow down)
Gotta Go, yea Gotta Go, gotta
Get this paper babe
That Money Don't Grow
Gotta hit the studio, you know I lock the flow down
(Hey, you know I lock the flow down)
On the way to the session
Bumpin' that miss Aiko
Racing down 85
But I'm goin' 88 though
I'm ridin' solo but you know I'm in the H-O-V lane
Hope the police don't see me man
They kill us every day
Pray that Psalm before I leave
Chapter 91, yea you know that blood cover me
Cuz my momma raised me right, right
Shout out Phyl Lorain
And thanks to Jesus Christ
Though that ain't his real name, oh no (oh no)
Never, never, never slow my pace up
Cuz you know I gotta get my paper
Cuz they ain't give you shit
Gotta be a taker
She know I take that
I take that man
Gotta Go, yea Gotta Go, gotta
Get this paper babe
That Money Don't Grow
Gotta hit the studio, you know I lock the flow down
(Hey, you know I lock the flow down)
Gotta Go, yea Gotta Go, gotta
Get this paper babe
That Money Don't Grow
Gotta hit the studio, you know I lock the flow down
(Hey, you know I lock the flow down)
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Writer(s): Joshua Banks, Christopher Dean
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