Lil Poppa, Lil Durk - All The Money In The World lyrics

VVS Melody oh yeah, this came from Marz
Nigga, oh woah ain't got time for a bitch

Say what you want about me but
I ain't going like a bitch
I done took my lick
Make 'em suffer every chance I get
And they wonder why I ain't say nothing
And when they man's got hit
They'll spend all them bands on attempts
I know them fuck niggas sick
Heard he crashed the whole whip
That's what the fuck nigga get
Bitch, I been grinding my whole life
It ain't no luck in this shit
Ain't with the cuffing, we
Fucking or nothing, lil' bitch
I don't trust
Leave Chevy outside with the stick
I rap about all these purple hеarts
We surviving this shit
They ain't built like us
That's why thеy dying and shit
You sell them young niggas dreams
Why you lying to them jit's?
I put my lil' brothers on flights
I got 'em flying and shit

I could have all the money in the world
Still won't have time for a bitch
See, they gon' make a RIP post
Act like they crying to forget
They got my dance on TikTok
My sister proud of that shit
I get a thrill off of that
Come to me smiling and shit
Racks in my sweatpants, don't need a stylist
You bitch
Only time them youngins miss shit if
A child in their witchu
Probably in the city with a TEC
They playing foul on a nigga
His dawg name in black and white
He turned cow on this nigga

A nigga I loved went on a drill
I had to drop him off
I don't know why, just from how he move
I know he kinda soft 20
20 Perky heads, I sold him tylenol
Bro'nem fighting for they life
They had to find the law
I'm a hundred thousand cash in penitentiary
Sentenced at sixteen
That nigga doing a century
(Brrt) If you mention me
And we on everybody ass and we
Ain't known for showing sympathy
I be thinking 'bout my dawg
That shit be getting me
Back door be wide open the
Vibes niggas giving me
Niggas that we treated like hoes
Thinking 'bout killing me
Niggas leave they brothers and
Trick the hoes, shit be killing me

I could have all the money in the world
Still won't have time for a bitch
See, they gon' make a RIP post
Act like they crying to forget
They got my dance on TikTok
My sister proud of that shit
I get a thrill off of that
Come to me smiling and shit
Racks in my sweatpants, don't need a stylist
You bitch
Only time them youngins miss shit if
A child in their witchu
Probably in the city with a TEC
They playing foul on a nigga
His dawg name in black and white
He turned cow on this nigga
See, they gon' make a RIP post
Act like they crying to forget
My sister proud of that shit
I get a thrill off of that
Come to me smiling and shit
Only time them youngins miss shit if
A child in their witchu
Put his dawg name in black and white
He turned cow on this nigga