All This Money
I got all this money on me I got all this money on
I got all this money on me Cannot take it from me home
I got all these bitches Tryna take me out my riches No
I got all these niggas Tryna take me out my fucking zone
I got all this money on me I got all this money on
I got all this money on me Cannot take it from me home
I got all these bitches Tryna take me out my riches No
I got all these niggas Tryna take me out my fucking zone
I'm so fucking hungry homie tell me wtf u on
I'm so outta trust with homie I don't know where I went wrong
I pull up wit 30s 40s Yu kno it won't take me long
Yu pull up with nothing but yo fist u ain't gon make it home
I can't even flex up on em They doing that shit themselves
Mary Jane and Marijuana I ain't thinking about nobody else
Daddy had to flex a Honda I can't do that shit myself
Lamborghini beamers uh uh I thank God I kno my wealth
I ain't never whip no bacon soda Everything all fucking taxed
I ain't never Rob I ain't never murder Police still on my fucking back
But I'm still being young and black Spitting all these verses whack
And I kno they hurt from that Nigga where yo purpose at
Had a dream I took em all down went to church for that
Had a scheme I'll be right here now Had to work for that
Everything u see around us Bet we purchase that
Baby underneath my outfit And I'm burping that
I got all this money on me I got all this money on
I got all this money on me Cannot take it from me home
I got all these bitches Tryna take me out my riches No
I got all these niggas Tryna take me out my fucking zone
I got all this money on me I got all this money on
I got all this money on me Cannot take it from me home
I got all these bitches Tryna take me out my riches No
I got all these niggas Tryna take me out my fucking zone
Can't believe how far I made it Can't believe they hating on
Bets believe how far I take it Ion kno what u waiting on
Bitches pull up on me know the words to all my latest songs
We get in the zone I get in her dome n then I take her home
Diamonds yellow macaroni Balling Jordan Robert Horry
I get paid that's mandatory That ain't even half the story
Need a mansion with some stories So I cud tell my children stories
Niggas boring Bitches touring on niggas dick that shit extortion
I just had to shake it off I just had to play it off
I kno that u hate Ion need no help You kno ima fucking boss
And I pay that fucking cost Winning when they I lost
Randy Moss Running all these plays I cud put u on
Plug u in Thought u was on tv Nigga Look again
Where u been Rapping all yo life U ain't make no hit
Don't make no sense I just want my young one not to want for shit
Fck is this Bitches always acting dumb I know the script
I got all this money on me I got all this money on
I got all this money on me Cannot take it from me home
I got all these bitches Tryna take me out my riches No
I got all these niggas Tryna take me out my fucking zone
I got all this money on me I got all this money on
I got all this money on me Cannot take it from me home
I got all these bitches Tryna take me out my riches No
I got all these niggas Tryna take me out my fucking zone
I got all this money on me Cannot take it from me home
I got all these bitches Tryna take me out my riches No
I got all these niggas Tryna take me out my fucking zone
I got all this money on me I got all this money on
I got all this money on me Cannot take it from me home
I got all these bitches Tryna take me out my riches No
I got all these niggas Tryna take me out my fucking zone
I'm so fucking hungry homie tell me wtf u on
I'm so outta trust with homie I don't know where I went wrong
I pull up wit 30s 40s Yu kno it won't take me long
Yu pull up with nothing but yo fist u ain't gon make it home
I can't even flex up on em They doing that shit themselves
Mary Jane and Marijuana I ain't thinking about nobody else
Daddy had to flex a Honda I can't do that shit myself
Lamborghini beamers uh uh I thank God I kno my wealth
I ain't never whip no bacon soda Everything all fucking taxed
I ain't never Rob I ain't never murder Police still on my fucking back
But I'm still being young and black Spitting all these verses whack
And I kno they hurt from that Nigga where yo purpose at
Had a dream I took em all down went to church for that
Had a scheme I'll be right here now Had to work for that
Everything u see around us Bet we purchase that
Baby underneath my outfit And I'm burping that
I got all this money on me I got all this money on
I got all this money on me Cannot take it from me home
I got all these bitches Tryna take me out my riches No
I got all these niggas Tryna take me out my fucking zone
I got all this money on me I got all this money on
I got all this money on me Cannot take it from me home
I got all these bitches Tryna take me out my riches No
I got all these niggas Tryna take me out my fucking zone
Can't believe how far I made it Can't believe they hating on
Bets believe how far I take it Ion kno what u waiting on
Bitches pull up on me know the words to all my latest songs
We get in the zone I get in her dome n then I take her home
Diamonds yellow macaroni Balling Jordan Robert Horry
I get paid that's mandatory That ain't even half the story
Need a mansion with some stories So I cud tell my children stories
Niggas boring Bitches touring on niggas dick that shit extortion
I just had to shake it off I just had to play it off
I kno that u hate Ion need no help You kno ima fucking boss
And I pay that fucking cost Winning when they I lost
Randy Moss Running all these plays I cud put u on
Plug u in Thought u was on tv Nigga Look again
Where u been Rapping all yo life U ain't make no hit
Don't make no sense I just want my young one not to want for shit
Fck is this Bitches always acting dumb I know the script
I got all this money on me I got all this money on
I got all this money on me Cannot take it from me home
I got all these bitches Tryna take me out my riches No
I got all these niggas Tryna take me out my fucking zone
I got all this money on me I got all this money on
I got all this money on me Cannot take it from me home
I got all these bitches Tryna take me out my riches No
I got all these niggas Tryna take me out my fucking zone
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Francis Raymond, Trone Glaston Mason Jr.
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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