Money

(album: The Matrix - 2018)

Money set, nigga
Get money around here, nigga
Okay, yeah (nah, for real)

I like money, I want money
I get money (money, money, money)
Money (money), money (money)
Money (money), money (money, money, money)
I need money, I get money
Everyday, I want money (money, money, money)
When I wake up, I get money (wake up)
Money, money, nigga
Sunday to Sunday
I get money, money, nigga
Raining or sunny
I get money, that money
I want money, that money (money)
That money (money), that money (money)
That money (ooh), that money (Pablo Juan, nigga)
That money (money), that money
That money

Everything I do about the money
I'm rocking Givenchy, cost $1600
I sell you a 16, I do not serve onions
I got a big bond like atomic
I'm fucking that bitch, put the dick in her stomach
Fresh like Fashion Week in London
One of one, Saint Laurent custom
Mixing that raw Hi Tech up with that 'Tussin
Popping them xannies, hoe, we do not crush them
Reach for my money, my nigga, I'm bussing
I'm about money, that's end of discussion
Nigga ain't talking 'bout money, then fuck him
Got the long AK-47, Russian
Bleed for my set, my nigga, we rushing
Still serving a nigga sack to the junkies
Broke nigga, you disgust me
I don't just tote, I'ma bust it
So many hundreds, need some luggage
I got the money, these bitches love it
I don't measure, just pour 'til it's muddy
Wake up, go get to the money
Trapping while you at church on a Sunday

Everybody that really know me
Know I only really love hundreds
All these bitches wanna get to know me
'Cause a young nigga getting money
I can't even lie
My first love was the money
Money, money
Money
I like bitches, but I really love money
I love the smell and I love how it feel when I'm thumbing

I like money, I want money
I get money (money, money, money)
Money (money), money (money)
Money (money), money (money, money, money)
I need money, I get money
Everyday, I want money (money, money, money)
When I wake up, I get money (wake up)
Money, money, nigga
Sunday to Sunday
I get money, money, nigga
Raining or sunny
I get money, that money
I want money, that money (money)
That money (money), that money (money)
That money (money), that money (money)
That money (money), that money (ooh)
That money

Young nigga want that money
I never stop chasing money, my nigga
Fuck these bitches, tryna get rich
Niggas snitch, nigga better get out my business
Tryna get money in any way
Fuck nigga getting hit with the AK
I didn't want that bitch anyway
I fucked in her face then I sent her on her way
Pour up a whole pint everyday
Pour up the pineapple so dark, look like Ocean Spray
Just caught a ten band play on a Wednesday
Chains on my neck, I feel like Kunta Kinte
Go do a show, then I catch me a brick play
Tom Ford, playing with the keys like I'm [?]
Geeked on the perc, I might dab like kid in play
Walked in the club, Louis bag full of big faces
Don't touch my cup, you know how it play
I'm having money, bitch, I can pay
I had money back when they was on MySpace
Your bitch ain't with her friends, she at my place
Don't drink liquor, but I'm a space ace
Too much money, I need a bigger safe
I like money, but I don't like to play
When you get money, don't they like to hate
Old face, new face, double date
I done upped the price, double the rate
I want the whole thing, do not cut the cake
Check the Forbes list just to motivate
Maybach cost more than the Wraith
Platinum Cookies, you gon' know when you taste
My rings cost more than your Rollie face
I wear it one time, then I donate

I like money, I want money
I get money (money, money, money)
Money (money), money (money)
Money (money), money (money, money, money)
I need money, I get money
Everyday, I want money (money, money, money)
When I wake up, I get money (wake up)
Money, money, nigga
Sunday to Sunday
I get money, money, nigga
Raining or sunny
I get money, that money
I want money, that money (money)
That money (money), that money (money)
That money (money), that money (money)
That money (money), that money (money)
That money