New Money
(I damn near punch in type, you get what I'm Saying)
(Uh)
(New Money, uh)
New Money, New Hoes
That's the way the game go
When you shopping know them prices Different when it comes to bo's
Every month a new challenge
I'm gon overcome my goals
It don't matter as long as you getting it
The money fast, the money slow
Niggas tripping lay that law down
Put in work then let em know
I'm the same nigga from when I was baggin Frooties on the floor
Know they happy in my face
But they be hatin on the low
We ain't gotta agree on everything
You gon still remain the bro
Lifestyle, getting wicked
Real product of the trenches
Ion fuck with little boy
He ain't solid heard he snitching
The way my brodie hit them chickens
Almost called him, Peter Griffin
Like I said in past songs this real shit you better Listen
Im the leader in the kitchen
You just gotta peep the vision
Nah, Ion fuck with her she just give my dick Some licking
You be trying marry her
She only call me just to hit it
Niggas love that plug talk
Hold on wait, put on this fitted
Yo little bitch a freak hoe
Every plate get 3-0
Because of you this bound to happen
Damn I feel like, Ne-Yo
Glocky in the pea coat
It ain't shit to squeeze, hoe
Social distancing in public
At the spot she on her knees
New order every week
Gotta keep the ball rolling
Had to leave them lames alone
Swear God they all bogus
Conversations with the Gotti
He just tell me stay focused
They be pleadin, I'm the one
I just hope they all notice(know this)
I just try to stay lowkey
But then again they all knowing
Niggas hit me to sell zips
They only seeing what I'm showing
I get more and more and more
Clientele, forever growing
Stop being tender about these hoes
Cuz for that money they all goin
It was bound to happen
And imma get it brackin
Pray for thousand dollar days
Phone just keep on slappin
Pursuing dreams of being Meech
Before I started rappin
Know imma be a fan favorite
They use my words for all they captions
New Money, New Hoes
That's the way the game go
When you shopping know them prices Different when it comes to bo's
Every month a new challenge
I'm gon overcome my goals
It don't matter as long as you getting it
The money fast, the money slow
Niggas tripping lay that law down
Put in work then let em know
I'm the same nigga from when I was baggin Frooties on the floor
Know they happy in my face
But they be hatin on the low
We ain't gotta agree on everything
You gon still remain the bro
(Uh)
(New Money, uh)
New Money, New Hoes
That's the way the game go
When you shopping know them prices Different when it comes to bo's
Every month a new challenge
I'm gon overcome my goals
It don't matter as long as you getting it
The money fast, the money slow
Niggas tripping lay that law down
Put in work then let em know
I'm the same nigga from when I was baggin Frooties on the floor
Know they happy in my face
But they be hatin on the low
We ain't gotta agree on everything
You gon still remain the bro
Lifestyle, getting wicked
Real product of the trenches
Ion fuck with little boy
He ain't solid heard he snitching
The way my brodie hit them chickens
Almost called him, Peter Griffin
Like I said in past songs this real shit you better Listen
Im the leader in the kitchen
You just gotta peep the vision
Nah, Ion fuck with her she just give my dick Some licking
You be trying marry her
She only call me just to hit it
Niggas love that plug talk
Hold on wait, put on this fitted
Yo little bitch a freak hoe
Every plate get 3-0
Because of you this bound to happen
Damn I feel like, Ne-Yo
Glocky in the pea coat
It ain't shit to squeeze, hoe
Social distancing in public
At the spot she on her knees
New order every week
Gotta keep the ball rolling
Had to leave them lames alone
Swear God they all bogus
Conversations with the Gotti
He just tell me stay focused
They be pleadin, I'm the one
I just hope they all notice(know this)
I just try to stay lowkey
But then again they all knowing
Niggas hit me to sell zips
They only seeing what I'm showing
I get more and more and more
Clientele, forever growing
Stop being tender about these hoes
Cuz for that money they all goin
It was bound to happen
And imma get it brackin
Pray for thousand dollar days
Phone just keep on slappin
Pursuing dreams of being Meech
Before I started rappin
Know imma be a fan favorite
They use my words for all they captions
New Money, New Hoes
That's the way the game go
When you shopping know them prices Different when it comes to bo's
Every month a new challenge
I'm gon overcome my goals
It don't matter as long as you getting it
The money fast, the money slow
Niggas tripping lay that law down
Put in work then let em know
I'm the same nigga from when I was baggin Frooties on the floor
Know they happy in my face
But they be hatin on the low
We ain't gotta agree on everything
You gon still remain the bro
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Allen
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