MONEY (feat. LAMPIDO)

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah huh yeah huh yeah yeah
Twenty-four-seven the system is working
Aim for the milli no sleep on a daily
Street is cold now my feelings good now
I flex on these hoes now I'm not a muppet
No limits, imma go get it
Don't know imma surely get it
Pull up on streets, imma get the sheets, making paper then I pull up in these fleets
Stuck up a daily I'm feeling okay
Money money money feeling cocaine
Fuck all mi exes, you did me so dirty, went up on my head wrote twenty-four verses
Love all me bros
Yo fuck all these hoes
Who did us so dirty we fly like a drone we back to this groove
We alright, we okay
Hustle now, we go win
We don't back down, we don't fall
Wuuni sika aa dey your lane don't you call hey

Money money money money
All I want is the money
Money money money money
Wanna fly to Miami
Money money money
Living lavish on my lobby
Money money money money
All I want is the money

Back down, we don't back down
Where my gees at? make we run town
Stand tall, yeah we stand tall
Pull up in the crib in my phantom hey

Money money money money
All I want is the money
Money money money money
Wanna fly to Miami
Money money money
Living lavish on my lobby
Money money money money
All I want is the money

Step in the scene with my neck all blinking
Pull up with the cash boy drinking
Girls wor side, with the money ain't thinking
Tisee nsuo ba see I'm dripping, sipping
Alright yeah, you know say we nor go be poor right?
We dey work all day all night, nti sika no be ba? ow that's right cos
Everyday I keep on working, see I keep on getting, nobody go fit tell me I'm losing
Cos all the friends wey dey bore me wo character nti wo gyimi woho pe then I switch
I got myself alone and nobody else you for know say your biss nor sheda be my biss
I stay in my lane and I fuck with my bitch
Go get the money quick cos I got to pay rent
Ow yeah I pull up with the sauce and steeze
Negative vibe no please
I dey in my lane with Bees
Working everyday wo girl no oy3 steam

Get the money, all the girls are calling
I swear ejust be funny
Sipping juice I'm balling, yeah
No time for hater
Looking for bread and the butter
Pull up in the game I be shaker
Bury this game undertaker
Don't stop, don't stop eh
Grind non stop
Don't stop don't stop
Grind non stop
We alright, we okay
Hustle now, we go win
We don't back down, we don't fall
Wuuni sika aa dey your lane don't you call hey

Money money money money
All I want is the money
Money money money money
Wanna fly to Miami
Money money money
Living lavish on my lobby
Money money money money
All I want is the money



Credits
Writer(s): Gerald Asante
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