The Church - Alotta funds lyrics

The notorious beats!

I got a girl on my lap playing white iverson
And she asking me why I have a song
So i tell her I'm as real as they come
If Noah made the ark den
I'm chilling like Buddha
At the park meditating till
I start levitating
To stars catch me at the back of the bus
Chilling solo I don't need an entourage
This trap got a nigga going
What! cause I always
To writing lyrics from the heart
You talking about money you ain't got
Nigga shut the fuck up
We at the crib thinking about cargo
Head to the club snatch a couple of
Phones then we buy bottles
Back cardrille invite a couple
Bear white tings
So fine they be looking like models
Smoke sniff sip then we on
Like the time Buxc went and
Did a home made bong
Got so high my nigga we was gone
Tired of broke dawgg I can't take it
But this lifestyle way too expensive
Blow our last money just to get girls naked
Raised in rusternburg
Rizana and muruleng my places
Listening to forest hill drive like damn Cole
Is you kidding i'm trying to make a million
Dollars outta rap too
Shock the whole world when I'm on my picashu
Uppercut jab and I always stick and move
Flow goes in can't be stopped
By waterproof proof proof proof
Did I mention trying to get
Mama a mansion in sandton
When work gets her tired vacay
In the Hamptons hamptons Hamptons

Fuck a bucket hat I'm a snap back kinda cat
Fuck her on the mat I'll take her
To the bed in a sec
Where the money at dis ain't no
Bank I don't take cred

Why we do this haaa wanna know
Why we do this haa?
For alotta funds we do this
For alotta fucking funds
Yea we need the funds do
This for alotta fucking funds
For alotta funds do it for alotta
Grinding till the sun down cause
We need alotta fucking funds

Rapping and macking and tra
Trapping and packing
And making it counter atta
Attacking and giving em
Aviatrix and mathematics when I'm stuck
In traffic I just pull
Out a napkin flip it into an atlas
Put myself on the map of rap and two step
Nigga forget the cred I want cash
Even if I have a stack I won't flex
Treat life like hour glass it won't last
Forever trying to turn it
Into heaven on earth
Cause, I never had it easy since birth
Latley it's been getting kinda worse
Got me thinking that probably curesd
Grinding just put money in my moms purse
Cause, I always stole money out
The same damn purse you heard try to keep it
Hunid on every single verse word!
Damn I miss the city and
My nigga at cardrille
Hustled on the low and they
Always kept it trill
College got a youngin thinking about a deal
Ain't gon settle for a fuckin
Office and a whip
White picket fence, suit tie, wife and a kid
Since a pikinini I had to be
The man is this bitch
Fuck everything my nigga cause
Ignorance is bliss
Poping pills and stuff cause I'm
Tired of feeling like shit

Fuck a bucket hat I'm a snap back kinda cat
Fuck her on the mat I'll take her
To the bed in a sec
Where the money at dis ain't no
Bank I don't take cred

Why we do this haaa wanna know
Why we do this haa?
For alotta funds we do this
For alotta fucking funds
Yea we need the funds do
This for alotta fucking funds
For alotta funds do it for alotta
Grinding till the sun down cause we
Need alotta fucking funds yeah X2