Money On The Table

Got money on the table, got money on the table
Got niggas jealous of me, like Cain was to Abel
Niggas smilin' in my face, they only wanna hurt me
Tryna blackball me, tryna fuckin' stop me

God, will you be mad at me, mad at me
If I use this money, money, money
To destroy my enemies, enemies, enemies
Will you still forgive me, forgive me

We live in a world, there's more fake ones than real ones
The world is cruel, that's the time we livin' in
Niggas breakin' street codes for the dividends
Where I'm from, my nigga, that's a sin

Money on the table, money on the table
Life is a gamble, life is a gamble
God blessed me with the money, I control money, money don't control me
Cash rules everything around me
Money makes the world go round, makes the world go round
Cash rules everything around me
Money makes the world go round, makes the world go round

Money on the table, money on the table
God money power, that be the label
These pussy niggas fragile, I can see it in their eyes
They got no manhood; they hide it with their lies

God, I'll sleep when I die, when I die
Right now, I'm on the grind, on the grind, on the grind
Not gonna give these niggas no, no time
The world is mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine

We live in a world, there's more fake ones than real ones
The world is cruel, that's the time we live in
Niggas breaking street codes for the dividends
Where I'm from, my nigga, that's a sin

Money on the table, money on the table
Life is a gamble, life is a gamble
God blessed me with the money, I control money, money don't control me
Cash rules everything around me
Money makes the world go round, makes the world go round
Cash rules everything around me
Money makes the world go round, makes the world go round

Written By: Tremon Kesler



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Writer(s): Tremon Kesler
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