MOB

I'm just tryna make money and she tryna make love
Girls from my past told me I'm not good enough
I was wearing dirty chucks but I never gave a fuck
Tryna put me down well you gon need some bit of luck
'Cause I'm never giving up
Do it by myself
I got nobody else I'm just building on my wealth
This life it ain't a wishing well
My peers tryna hate but I wish' em well
And my exes can't get over me
They all wishing that they can get more of me
Only thing I treasure now is loyalty
I know it's vintage I won't catch you if you fall for me
Uh
You bitches were ignoring me
How come it's a fashion now that you calling me
You were stalling me
Glass paper on me now you cannot roll wimme

Yeah yeah
I'm just tryna make money and she tryna make love
Yeah yeah
I'm just tryna make money and she tryna make love
Yeah yeah

Uh

She got a man but she wanna lemme smash (hold on)
She told me that her nigga always cumin' fast (Oh No)
She told me that her he cannot hit from the back (Hold on)
She got ass and she always wanna make dance (Oh No)
Uh!
She came to her mask off
She wanna fly wimme she got a passport
She's in love with bad boys
And she's certain that I'm that boy
I'm never in my feelings always in my bag
When I re-invest that's when I throw it back
This shii never last these bitches cut the bag
She wanna fvck wimme so she can go and brag (Yeah)
I just wanna get myself a crib
Bumpin' on Jermaine in that new whip
Stuntin' on you bitches with my new drip
All expenses paid catch me on a trip

Yeah yeah
I'm just tryna make money and she tryna make love
Yeah yeah
I'm just tryna make money and she tryna make love
Yeah yeah
I'm just tryna make money and she tryna make love
Yeah yeah
I'm just tryna make money and she tryna make love
Yeah yeah
I'm just tryna make money and she tryna make love
Yeah yeah
I'm just tryna make money and she tryna make love



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Writer(s): Tokollo Masha
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