Mo Money

Bankroll, yea that money calling
In my zone, ball like Michael Jordan
Foot on the gas I put my heart I'm all in
For my pops watching down on me
I'm just trying to get money
Trying to get mo money
Know my people want money
We just trying to get money

I was privileged enough to have my dad around
But he couldn't live long enough to see my black gown
My motivation that's the reason I won't back down
For my people that I had to lay underground
Rest In Peace
And I hope you really proud of me
Won't you look at what I did
Been putting on for my people and my city
Still got some brothers stuck up in the dirty
Toast up to the dead, sippin on a bourbon
Legend in the making ain't talking urban
I been in the shadows, got used to lurking
But that's all in the past, right now it's my time to shine
If you ain't talking cash, don't you try and hit my line
Man of the house I put food on the table
I got to get it on my own like fuck a label

Bankroll, yea that money calling
In my zone, ball like Michael Jordan
Foot on the gas I put my heart I'm all in
For my pops watching down on me
I'm just trying to get money
Trying to get moe money
Know my people want money
We just trying to get money

It's time for new beginnings
From humble backgrounds
These days I only be winning
Came up with my own sound
I'm on the rise, I'm on the come up, i might never land
But they gonna know my name, I'm no longer irrelevant

Bankroll, yea that money calling
In my zone, ball like Michael Jordan
Foot on the gas I put my heart I'm all in
For my pops watching down on me
I'm just trying to get money
Trying to get moe money
Know my people want money
We just trying to get money



Credits
Writer(s): Chimanyi Dineo
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