$ = No Happiness

Oh my Gosh, oh my goodness, stay with the heat
Take over the game and I just put my foot in
All these hoes I swear they looking

Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, aye
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
All this money can't buy me no happiness, I'm stressed
At the top of it all I ain't really got no friends
I speak less but I count up all my blessings
Add it up I want blue 100 nothing less
Oh my gosh, oh my goodness, stay with the heat, swear that I'm cooking
Take over the game and I just put my foot in
All these hoes I swear they looking at me
But I can't trust none of these hoes on my cock
Time steady ticking so I'm on the clock
I am the key got the game on lock
I'm going up now I feel like a star

She just want this rock star lifestyle
Said she wanna fuck with a pop star
Out of this world she ain't used to it
10 bands she blew through it
So high, I ain't coming down, swear the broke boys talking shit
Can't hear nothing but money counting now

All this money can't buy me no happiness, I'm stressed
At the top of it all I ain't really got no friends
I speak less but I count up all my blessings
Add it up I want blue 100 nothing less
All this money can't buy me no happiness, I'm stressed
At the top of it all I ain't really got no friends
I speak less but I count up all my blessings
Add it up I want blue 100 nothing less

Oh my gosh, oh my goodness
Money don't mean a thing unless you move in
I've been on my grind, the money prove it now,
Take her out the states now she fluent now
Oh my gosh, oh my goodness
Money don't mean a thing unless you move in
I've been on my grind, now the money prove it now
Take her out the states now shawty is fluent now

All this money can't buy me no happiness, I'm stressed
At the top of it all I ain't really got no friends
I speak less but I count up all my blessings
Add it up I want blue 100 nothing less
All this money can't buy me no happiness, I'm stressed
At the top of it all I ain't really got no friends
I speak less but I count up all my blessings
Add it up I want blue 100 nothing less

Oh my Gosh, oh my goodness, stay with the heat swear that I'm cooking
Take over the game and I just put my foot in
All these hoes I swear they looking at me
But I can't trust none of these hoes on my cock



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Writer(s): Trevin Muse
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