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Money Pies

 

Money Pies

(álbum: Drive - 2019)


Dreaming, living, busting
Grinding, winning, loving
Working, never close my eyes
I want money pies

Started from the bottom, it took some time
I was a young girl growing with bright brown eyes
Mama said, "Don't you waste my time"
Daddy never let the boys fly
And at that time I always tried to hide my feelings
I was finessing, playing games, I wasn't thinking
Tiled up with tryna be a woman, I was tweaking
Yeah, I was geeking, I switch it up and now I'm screaming

Dreaming, living, busting
Grinding, winning, loving
Working, never close my eyes
I want money pies

Money, money pies and money, money skies
Money, money gives and money buys
Money, money blows and money goes
Money, money's here, you already know

It's been set in stone, you got my records wrong
I'm tryna rake it up, I'm tryna bring it home
But please don't get me wrong, to say the least, I'm grown
I'm making big boss decisions on my own

Dreaming, living, busting
Grinding, winning, loving
Working, never close my eyes
I want money pies
Dreaming, living, busting
Grinding, winning, loving
Working, never close my eyes
I want money pies

Living ambitious, getting bankrolls and these inches
My diamonds no glitches, I just wanna be the richest
I'm all 'bout my digits, I'm not tryna be malicious
Pray that God grant my wishes 'cause he know I'm the realest
And I'm quite superstitious, that's why I don't burn no bridges
I just run 'round the clock and keep on counting these digits
Or the bag, we the misison, I make the toughest decisions
All my game, want the plan, that's the wave

Dreaming, living, busting
Grinding, winning, loving
Working, never close my eyes
I want money pies
Dreaming, living, busting
Grinding, winning, loving
Working, never close my eyes
I want money pies

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