Money Junkie

I ain't have no money
Coming home to a empty as fridge
My nigga I was just so hungry
Nigga wanna take my soul from me
Dark clouds over head
But my days ahead
I swear they so sunny
Imma get this bread
Imma stack that check
Become this money junkie
I ain't have no money
Coming home to a empty as fridge
My nigga I was just so hungry
Nigga wanna take my soul from me
Dark clouds over head
But the days ahead
I swear they so sunny
Imma get this bread
Imma stack that check
Become this money junkie

I ain't talking no imaginary friends
But the mac is 10 i love to see blu
Hit the plug on the phone but the line was tap
He start talking in Hebrew
I'm a bullheaded taurus
And I know bullshit
But ya bullshit see thru
Imma be so great
Even past the last stand
Just flip the three and two
If you trynna be great you can't settle for less
If you wanting this verse it's $250 on set
Got a Big backwood Of some triple hex
And this Hardwood jersey its from Mitchell and ness
In the school of hard-knocks I was passing my test
Treat the rap like the trap gotta give it my best
Niggas aiming at head no point wearing a vest
Ain't no fucking world peace just Ron Artest

I ain't have no money
Coming home to a empty
As fridge my nigga I was just so hungry
Niggas wanna take my soul from me
Dark clouds over head
But my days ahead
I swear they so sunny
Imma get this bread
Imma stack that check
Become a money junkie
I ain't have no money
Coming home to a empty
As fridge my nigga I was just so hungry
Niggas wanna take my soul from me
Dark clouds over head
But the days ahead
I swear they so sunny
Imma get this bread
Imma stack that check
Become this money junkie



Credits
Writer(s): Nafis Wiggins
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