Bank
Put my money in the bank
Nigga Ion wanna spend it
I tried to give you niggas game
And y'all ain't wanna listen
Now I got my money straight
Y'all wanna pay attention
So much on my fucking mind
Now I keep reminiscing
I need motivation
Less Haten
Less aggravating
Moving from place to place
I had to separate
I had to find peace
Cause it couldn't find me
It get slimey
Even bout a dime piece
Niggas move funny they done caught the Holy Ghost
I was snaked out by a nigga that I call my bro
He tried to put me on a post
And think I wouldn't know
I really shook my head and took that lil shit as a joke
My opps they call me broke but they begging for some money
Hop out with that stick I seen a lot of niggas running
They might call it a diss but I say it's just a chapter
Story of my life and y'all the part that didn't matter
I'm glad it went that way
I could of been locked up today
God showed me another way
Strapped up like like a army base
Nobody got a clue
Bout what I'm going through
I just been chasing money burning rubber on my shoes
Yeah
I can't beef about no bitch
Tryna wanna pay mama rent
Boy yo pockets full of lint
I don't even care
I put my money in the bank
At least I got brain because you niggas never thank
Steve that's my nigga if I call he gone ride
All I gotta do is hit the block He gone slide
Can't nobody tell me shit about no loyalty
Can't nobody tell me shit about no loyalty
Nigga Ion wanna spend it
I tried to give you niggas game
And y'all ain't wanna listen
Now I got my money straight
Y'all wanna pay attention
So much on my fucking mind
Now I keep reminiscing
I need motivation
Less Haten
Less aggravating
Moving from place to place
I had to separate
I had to find peace
Cause it couldn't find me
It get slimey
Even bout a dime piece
Niggas move funny they done caught the Holy Ghost
I was snaked out by a nigga that I call my bro
He tried to put me on a post
And think I wouldn't know
I really shook my head and took that lil shit as a joke
My opps they call me broke but they begging for some money
Hop out with that stick I seen a lot of niggas running
They might call it a diss but I say it's just a chapter
Story of my life and y'all the part that didn't matter
I'm glad it went that way
I could of been locked up today
God showed me another way
Strapped up like like a army base
Nobody got a clue
Bout what I'm going through
I just been chasing money burning rubber on my shoes
Yeah
I can't beef about no bitch
Tryna wanna pay mama rent
Boy yo pockets full of lint
I don't even care
I put my money in the bank
At least I got brain because you niggas never thank
Steve that's my nigga if I call he gone ride
All I gotta do is hit the block He gone slide
Can't nobody tell me shit about no loyalty
Can't nobody tell me shit about no loyalty
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Writer(s): Nathan Sanderlin
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