WRINKLE DOLLAR BILLS (feat. Zaleb Brown)
Yeah
I remember growing up man my mom use to always tell me
You not gone never make it in this rap shit
If you ain't rapping about God
And you know I don't think she meant any harm
I just I felt like she ain't really understand you know the path that I already chosen
Know what I mean
We here now nigga JDAGR8
Fuck a stop sign or a stop light Ima get it,
You can't tell me shit bout what you been threw cause I'm different
Mama told me boy you'll never make it see I hear but I ain't listen
Now I look up on that wall my plaques is Glistening
I turned lemons to lemonade
Noodles to pasta
Back then it was ramens now it's noodles with Lobsters
CLS to Vette rolls Royce from impala
God send me a sign and he sent me some Dollars
I said remove all my enemies and he moved Some my brothers
I say protect me danger he removed me from Others
I say make a path for me and he put me on the road to success
Without a doubt hands down I can say that I'm blessed
Asked God for a turn then some niggas turned on me
Playin' with my money so I went big worm on nem
Asked God for a turn then some niggas turned on me
Playin' with my money so I went big worm on nem Let's Go
I need it all
Even wrinkled dollar bills
Even wrinkled dollar bills yeah
I need it all
Even wrinkled dollar bills
Even wrinkled dollar bills yeah
I gave some niggas my last
If I go broke They probably look at me at me an laugh
It be the strangest niggas changing when you Get yo bread
Then they talk down on you dirty like yall sharing Beds
And they say money bring problems it more so All the problems they bring when you got Money Niggas thinking That mean
That yo money is theirs when they ain't slept a Floor which you
Kicked out went broke and got hit by the door With you
Damn
Naw they wanna soar with you
When Pj died I felt I needed more tissues
Like god why you sending more issue
Shit sometimes I wanna soar With you
If I ever give up then my seeds they'll never have A dad
See I don't made through the storm ain't no Sense in dying
My negus dead gone live through me ain't no Sense in crying
I hit rock bottom once or twice ain't no sense in Lying
Told myself a couple times ain't no sense in Trying
But shit
God made me bout as tough as iron
An any nigga dat want smoke he gone get Reclined
I need it all
Even wrinkled dollar bills
Even wrinkled dollar bills yeah
I need it all
Even wrinkled dollar bills
Even wrinkled dollar bills yeah
For the money
It depends if you get change but if you want to get rich in this world you have to think of Something that Everybody wants and then sell it to them
And then they give you money that's how you get rich
Also that's how you got rich
Yeah you got a find something to sell people it doesn't matter what it is as long as people Want to buy it from you You're going to get rich
Cool yeah it's real simple it's not hard to get rich
See how Chick-fil-A got all these customers that's why they getting rich every day
Because what they selling
Chick-fil-A
That's right it's in a Chick-fil-A
So you got a find something to say to people got a lot of time to think about it you find something to sell to people Then you go get super rich
Then you can buy like 20 cars
Hey dad yeah how about I can sell something to the whole city
Yeah and that's how you get rich
How about I can call Superman and bring him to New York because I ask him for that but I'm not leaving without My money when I leave that city
Because I need money Yep you need money to survive in this world
I remember growing up man my mom use to always tell me
You not gone never make it in this rap shit
If you ain't rapping about God
And you know I don't think she meant any harm
I just I felt like she ain't really understand you know the path that I already chosen
Know what I mean
We here now nigga JDAGR8
Fuck a stop sign or a stop light Ima get it,
You can't tell me shit bout what you been threw cause I'm different
Mama told me boy you'll never make it see I hear but I ain't listen
Now I look up on that wall my plaques is Glistening
I turned lemons to lemonade
Noodles to pasta
Back then it was ramens now it's noodles with Lobsters
CLS to Vette rolls Royce from impala
God send me a sign and he sent me some Dollars
I said remove all my enemies and he moved Some my brothers
I say protect me danger he removed me from Others
I say make a path for me and he put me on the road to success
Without a doubt hands down I can say that I'm blessed
Asked God for a turn then some niggas turned on me
Playin' with my money so I went big worm on nem
Asked God for a turn then some niggas turned on me
Playin' with my money so I went big worm on nem Let's Go
I need it all
Even wrinkled dollar bills
Even wrinkled dollar bills yeah
I need it all
Even wrinkled dollar bills
Even wrinkled dollar bills yeah
I gave some niggas my last
If I go broke They probably look at me at me an laugh
It be the strangest niggas changing when you Get yo bread
Then they talk down on you dirty like yall sharing Beds
And they say money bring problems it more so All the problems they bring when you got Money Niggas thinking That mean
That yo money is theirs when they ain't slept a Floor which you
Kicked out went broke and got hit by the door With you
Damn
Naw they wanna soar with you
When Pj died I felt I needed more tissues
Like god why you sending more issue
Shit sometimes I wanna soar With you
If I ever give up then my seeds they'll never have A dad
See I don't made through the storm ain't no Sense in dying
My negus dead gone live through me ain't no Sense in crying
I hit rock bottom once or twice ain't no sense in Lying
Told myself a couple times ain't no sense in Trying
But shit
God made me bout as tough as iron
An any nigga dat want smoke he gone get Reclined
I need it all
Even wrinkled dollar bills
Even wrinkled dollar bills yeah
I need it all
Even wrinkled dollar bills
Even wrinkled dollar bills yeah
For the money
It depends if you get change but if you want to get rich in this world you have to think of Something that Everybody wants and then sell it to them
And then they give you money that's how you get rich
Also that's how you got rich
Yeah you got a find something to sell people it doesn't matter what it is as long as people Want to buy it from you You're going to get rich
Cool yeah it's real simple it's not hard to get rich
See how Chick-fil-A got all these customers that's why they getting rich every day
Because what they selling
Chick-fil-A
That's right it's in a Chick-fil-A
So you got a find something to say to people got a lot of time to think about it you find something to sell to people Then you go get super rich
Then you can buy like 20 cars
Hey dad yeah how about I can sell something to the whole city
Yeah and that's how you get rich
How about I can call Superman and bring him to New York because I ask him for that but I'm not leaving without My money when I leave that city
Because I need money Yep you need money to survive in this world
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Jay Thomas
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