Skilla Baby - Blue Money lyrics

Trevon Gardner

[Skilla Baby - Blue Money lyrics]

(The Circle, Yo, shout out DJ Limelights)
Huh?

I can't get this money off my mind
(I can't get this money off my mind)
Can't let nothin' throw me off my grind
(Off my grind)
I can't get this money off my mind
(Get this money off my mind)
You gon' get rich, it just takes some time
We gettin' blue money (We gettin' blue money)
We gettin' blue money (We gettin' blue money)
We blue, blue money we gettin' blue money
We gеttin' blue money (We gеttin' blue money)
We gettin' blue money (Blue money)
We blue, blue money (Blue money)
We gettin' blue money
(Huh? Push that shit out, Skilla)

I get up, hustle every day
Fuck a struggle, find a way
No fakin', life be tryna beat a nigga, Dr dre
Meditate, the label gave me 50K
Make my pape' get out the way
Niggas hate me
Still gotta pay for everything I say
Keep a Georgia peach with me in the A
Candyman, I don't play
Say my name three times
I'm finna pop up with a K
I thank God every day
Lost some money, but I never lost my faith
I'ma be straight
I'll get a nigga scraped about my pape'
Niggas hate
But niggas ain't gon' bust a grape
I'ma always keep it real
I ain't good at bein' fake
Nigga short me on some pape'
I'ma serve him all shake
You know we trap in all states
Traphouse all-American, all-state
I pull up with eighty apes in all Bape
Press a nigga, then we skate
I been hustlin' all my life, bendin' corners
Jumpin' gates my pops told me he knew I was
Gon' get rich when I was eight (Huh?)

I can't get this money off my mind
(I can't get this money off my mind)
Can't let nothin' throw me off my grind
(Off my grind)
I can't get this money off my mind
(Get this money off my mind)
You gon' get rich, it just takes some time
We gettin' blue money (We gettin' blue money)
We gettin' blue money (We gettin' blue money)
We blue, blue money we gettin' blue money
We gettin' blue money (We gettin' blue money)
We gettin' blue money (Blue money)
We blue, blue money (Blue money)
We gettin' blue money (Huh?)

I got a fifty, all blues
If I lose, we all lose
Y'all ain't runnin' up no pape'
I wouldn't walk in y'all shoes
Niggas know y'all niggas hoes
Tryna act like y'all goons
Sittin' in the crib chillin'
Tryna make some boss moves
I make another ten racks every
Time I'm in the mood
I don't fuck with everybody, bitch, I'm rude
Wan showed me how to move
How to break the 'bows down
And scale the food
I'm makin' plays every day, how could I lose?
Nigga play, we gon' put him on the news
My 40 leak more than a bruise
Quit bein' petty, nigga
These bitches gon' choose
That's what they do, huh?
I don't do nothin' else, tired
Get my bread first run that money up, that's
What I call legwork, huh?

I can't get this money off my mind
(I can't get this money off my mind)
Can't let nothin' throw me off my grind
(Off my grind)
I can't get this money off my mind
(Get this money off my mind)
You gon' get rich, it just takes some time
We gettin' blue money (We gettin' blue money)
We gettin' blue money (We gettin' blue money)
We blue, blue money we gettin' blue money
We gettin' blue money (We gettin' blue money)
We gettin' blue money (Blue money)
We blue, blue money (Blue money)
We gettin' blue money

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