Deante’ Hitchcock, JID - I Got Money Now lyrics

I got money now, ooh ayy, ooh, damn, okay
Ayy ooh, ayy ooh

Remember they told me that I wouldn't get it
Then I went and got it (Hmm, shit, huh)
I ain't have shit but lint in my pockets
Nigga
I was havin' withdrawals, now I'm at the bank
Makin' deposit's, nigga
Shout out to 50, boy, get rich or die tryin'
Ain't no other option, I gotta go get it
Remember my mom bein' broke as a joke
Pay the rent with the light bill, shawty
They cut off the lights
It was dark at the house
But I knew I was bright still, shawty
Then they cut off the heat
And my heart got cold
I'm talkin' a'bout ice chills, shawty
I knew I was great, even though niggas hated
I made it like Mike WiLL, shawty
Went from eatin' on ramen
To gettin' it poppin'
Can't take shit for granted
You know how we rockin' i made it look easy
Like Straight Outta Compton
And now I'm on go
Ain't no motherfuckin' stoppin'
You see what I saw comin' up from the bottom
Made me a menace like Dennis, no Rodman
(Ayy, ooh)
Gettin' the shit, ain't no muhfuckin' problem
(Ayy, ayy)
Said get 'em, I got 'em, quit fuckin' around
Nigga (Ayy, ayy)

Nigga, fire the blunt, ayy
For all of the times we were late on
The rent at the first of the month, ayy
It was PB&J every day, now we
Eatin' on conch for lunch, ayy
Now I walk in the store with my momma
And tell her to buy what she want
I ain't hearin' that shit
That you talkin' 'bout

Shut the fuck up, I got money now, bitch
(Ayy, ooh, shit, oh oh)
I got money now (Ooh, ayy) , I got- bitch
Once upon a time though ayy ooh

I ain't had no money, my niggas was hungry
My pockets was empty like Chick-Fil-A, Sunday
My future was pretty, my past was ugly
But now I'm back in my bag, lil' buddy
We got the shit out the muhfuckin' mud
And now we wasn't the freshest
But we wasn't bummy
That shit ain't no joke when
Your money be funny
So I had to jump in the game like Jumanji
I ain't had no money to help out my momma
That shit had me frustrated, shawty
Lookin' back at the sack at the
End of the month like
My nigga, we just made it, shawty
Now the baddest bitches be tryna fuck
I can get them all butt naked, shawty
I ain't even tryna fuck on my ex no more
Tell that bitch, I done upgraded, shawty
Find out what I was worth when
I put on the tax
Built my foundation, no Fenty, no MAC
Stay out the way, go get money and stack
But if my momma still workin', I cannot relax
These niggas goofy, I'm turnt to the max
I got your babe by my side, word to Zack
(Ayy ooh)
And I'm with Von, Quez, Dre, and Mac
(Ayy, ayy) nigga, we off the broke
And we ain't goin' back (Ayy, ayy)

Nigga, fire the blunt, ayy
For all of the times we were late on
The rent at the first of the month, ayy
It was PB&J every day, now we
Eatin' on conch for lunch, ayy
Now I walk in the store with my momma
And tell her to buy what she want
I ain't hearin' that shit
That you talkin' 'bout

Shut the fuck up, I got money now, bitch
(yeah, Ayy, ooh, shit, oh oh)
Yeah i got money now, bitch
Look, look

'Member we stayed in the 'partment
The house was provided by government
And my cousin them slept on the
Couch with the oven open
Bitch, it felt like The Revenant
Get the covers and read a new covenant
Cut the shit
I've been fuckin' the shit out my bucket list
Drop my nuts on the lips of a lusty bitch
For the love of the money, I'm bussin'
Who tryna take it from me?
Shit, I'ma need commissary
If you come for the commas, the consequences
Very common sense to tell 'em
Comin' from never havin' shit is
Scary as killin' a bear
The frigidity is a bitch, Will Perry in a six
An enigma nigra in a tinted Benz
I done missed the pen, then I gripped the pen
Niggas slit me in, nigga, this revenge
Fuck what they talkin'
(Woah, shit, woah, shit)
I got a driver, but I was just walkin'
(Woah, shit, woah, shit)
I'm a survivor like Jigga, lil' shawty
(Woah, shit, woah, shit)
But I was the littlest pick of the
Litter with shit on my paw
(Woah, shit, woah, shit, woah, shit)
Not at the top, so if I ever drop
I ain't goin' to fall
(Woah, shit, woah, shit, woah, shit)
But we goin' far as forever, infinity
It ain't no quittin'
(Woah, shit, woah, shit, woah, shit)
Me hold that thought

Nigga, fire the blunt, ayy
For all of the times we were late on
The rent at the first of the month, ayy
It was PB&J every day, now we
Eatin' on conch for lunch, ayy
Now I walk in the store with my momma
And tell her to buy what she want
I ain't hearin' that shit
That you talkin' 'bout

Shut the fuck up, I got money now