Money Flies

(Yo, JIJ turn it up!)

I used to pull up in rentals
Now you look at my neck and it got real crystals
I can say that it feel more than official, aye
You can hate me but can't tell me what I did to you
I can see right through you window eyes on you
These niggas could line up still won't fit my shoe
If you is not steppin' they don't fit on you
I was out here stressing, lessons turned to blessings

Cause if you roll enough with me you'll see a different kind of side
Litty at the party, wish I could put it on pause
Loving life and single I might just have a minaj
Always break the bread, Gibson like i'm Taj, aye
All the blood brothers finna ride
All my life waited for perfect timing
Misguided on this road by different signs
Yeah, now I play the role like it's violins
Choppas hot, hot, nigga you is not, not
Wipe his snot, snot, party jumpin slatt, slatt
And I don't got the time, money flies pushing soap
My new bitch a dime and they come by the dos
She love grey poles so I'm here for the show
Time never waits so Im still living low
Money rule the world so I'm here for the dough
Never going back we never finna live poor

Bitches be so petty
Why you always fucking up the time of my life?
You know that I'm mixing at this time of the night
So you take advantage know I'll never leave you
Always get my hands full with an eater (Hey)
Run up on me, blicky to the face, you decide
Sunny California in my hands 'til I die
She was waiting 'til she famous in the limelight
You know it's crazy what your bitch would do for Klondikes
Aye, If you addressing me you better bome right
If you addressing me just know I'm dumb shiest
If you all in my sheets just know I'm
Lonely, all alone
In a big crib that don't feel like home
She know what men does, she on a mission
Aye, still I'm out here stressing, lessons turned to blessings

Cause if you roll enough with me you'll see a different kind of side
Litty at the party, wish I could put it on pause
Loving life and single I might just have a minaj
Always break the bread, Gibson like i'm Taj, aye
All the blood brothers finna ride
All my life waited for perfect timing
Misguided on this road by different signs
Yeah, now I play the role like it's violins
Choppas hot, hot, nigga you is not, not
Wipe his snot, snot, party jumpin slatt, slatt
And I don't got the time, money flies pushing soap (Pushing soap)
My new bitch a dime and they come by the dos
She love grey poles so I'm here for the show
Time never waits so Im still living low
Money rule the world so I'm here for the dough
Never going back we never finna live poor



Credits
Writer(s): Elisha Clark
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