No Money

No money
Call me "No Money"
Flow money, they like "Go money"
No money but I want old money
Blow money, that real show money

Sun in my eyes as I try to sleep
Up for a shower, I brush my teeth
Bugs Crip walk up and down my sink
Stacking they homies, I start to blink
Wishing for change, I be needing sleep
Eat a jelly sandwich and skip on Skip
Scrape the jar up for just a blip
Shorter than 12 on a round of clips
Black money, did you see Mack money?
Police pulled out, all in his back money
Wack money, cause we lack money
Right in his house and no flack money?
Yo Money, I be broke money
No money, I ain't po' money
Mo' money, We want mo' money
Justice or else we turn cold money

"The only thing they want to know is
When they kill us, are y'all gonna be peaceful?"
"Mm."
"Well, should we be?"
10 bands, 50 Bands, 100 bands, fuck it man
Let's just not discuss it man
OMG, niggas sleep, would rather eat
Be free, Represent all my Gs

No Money
I be broke money
Time money, I'mma have cold money
Chill money, no mo' bills money
Real money, make you feel money

I check the uber rate then I calculate (Uh huh)
Walk all the way or I have to pay (Uh huh)
23 just to stuff my face (Yeah)
A movie then call it a day
Stay longer, mean mug the waves
Walk the beach and catch a stray
But Daytona's mostly safe!
Black kids killed for having a face! (Uh huh)
BLM this: Believe Me that
All Lives Matter is a piece of crap
All I wanted was to read and rap
The world won't let me cause the world is black!
The world won't tell me which color is bad
I seen white guy officers hold me back
Seen black guy officers steal my crack (Uh huh)
Steal my jewels and pump a pack (Uh huh)
Skip the news, Misty Springs
Hang with my niggas and speak on things (Yeah!)
60 thou', and we'd live like kings (Yeah!)
Pull out a pistol and it'd end our dreams (Yeah!)
Hate's like a ripple and it fuels my veins
Man, punch a cop, he should feel my pain (Yeah!)
Hidden thoughts, bet you felt the same (Yeah!)
Pray to God it don't leave yo' brain (Yeah!)
Black boys fly as the seasons change
And disrupt life and we turn the page
Yet Still I Write with the same old rage
Looking for peace in the Divided States

OMG, niggas sleep (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, Yeah
OMG, niggas sleep, would rather eat
Be free, Represent all my Gs



Credits
Writer(s): Oluwole Afolabi Amosu, Willie Withers
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