Young Roddy, Smoke DZA - Money lyrics
[Young Roddy, Smoke DZA - Money lyrics]
And I'm waiting on my come-up
Still waiting on my come-up
Told homie "Put the gun down my nigga
Why don't you try to learn something?"
Told homie "Fuck a handout why don't
You try to earn something?"
What I eat don't make you shit so
I don't owe the motherfucker nothing
But they keep on testing my fate
Keep on testing my fate
Like everytime a nigga tour the world
I hear another homie got sprayed
I ain't going back to that trap life
I'm like no how no way
My granny always pray she hope that
No trouble come my way
But, it's hard not to kill niggas
So hard to kill niggas
Spitta told me don't spare no clowns
Go hard on a bitch nigga
All I got is my word, my hood
Good sense and Jet Life Familia
I used to dribble my Spalding
While up the block, them niggas was killing
And I sure don't know what's that over
But I bet it ain't nothing serious
Niggas throw crosses up in my city
Nothing but coffins up in my city
But, if you ask me them niggas bugging
My uncle taught me how to get that money
Let's get that money, gotta get that money
Gotta get that money, let's get that money
Let's get that money, gotta get that money
Gotta get that money, let's get that money
I'm naturally cool that's what
Most of them lack
It ain't bout where you from
It's where you at george Kush
I wrote the hustler's manual front to back
They call it the trap because we trapped
Can't get out, work on me
Bagging up with my hombre
Busting moves in that Hond ay
Burn the city down like Pompeii
All day, no shame but they acknowledge it
Fuck your block I might buy that shit
Charles Rangel hood politics
They pop alot of shit but
Who really getting ends?
You spend your time on the internet
Nigga I just spend
And through all that chitter chat I look
At Billboards like where these niggas at?
Constantly gotta remind these niggas
Social networks the only place
You find these niggas i'm a King of my city
I'm a king all across the nation
This music gon live nigga
We the never die cooperation
Pop more shit nigga bout getting change
Before Obama was in office
Everyday another offer, back to the money
Bitch i'm off this
Still waiting on my come-up
Told homie "Put the gun down my nigga
Why don't you try to learn something?"
Told homie "Fuck a handout why don't
You try to earn something?"
What I eat don't make you shit so
I don't owe the motherfucker nothing
But they keep on testing my fate
Keep on testing my fate
Like everytime a nigga tour the world
I hear another homie got sprayed
I ain't going back to that trap life
I'm like no how no way
My granny always pray she hope that
No trouble come my way
But, it's hard not to kill niggas
So hard to kill niggas
Spitta told me don't spare no clowns
Go hard on a bitch nigga
All I got is my word, my hood
Good sense and Jet Life Familia
I used to dribble my Spalding
While up the block, them niggas was killing
And I sure don't know what's that over
But I bet it ain't nothing serious
Niggas throw crosses up in my city
Nothing but coffins up in my city
But, if you ask me them niggas bugging
My uncle taught me how to get that money
Let's get that money, gotta get that money
Gotta get that money, let's get that money
Let's get that money, gotta get that money
Gotta get that money, let's get that money
I'm naturally cool that's what
Most of them lack
It ain't bout where you from
It's where you at george Kush
I wrote the hustler's manual front to back
They call it the trap because we trapped
Can't get out, work on me
Bagging up with my hombre
Busting moves in that Hond ay
Burn the city down like Pompeii
All day, no shame but they acknowledge it
Fuck your block I might buy that shit
Charles Rangel hood politics
They pop alot of shit but
Who really getting ends?
You spend your time on the internet
Nigga I just spend
And through all that chitter chat I look
At Billboards like where these niggas at?
Constantly gotta remind these niggas
Social networks the only place
You find these niggas i'm a King of my city
I'm a king all across the nation
This music gon live nigga
We the never die cooperation
Pop more shit nigga bout getting change
Before Obama was in office
Everyday another offer, back to the money
Bitch i'm off this