ฟังเพลงMoney feat. Omillio Sparks and Mr. Porter (Explicit) (feat. Omillio Sparks and Mr. Porter|Explicit)

I need some ******money man

I feel you

FreeGoin through this recession and ******t

Now them h*es actin up

I used to get money from slingin the ****

But since they cracked down on that ****slingin

I'm brokeAnd

I used to get money from slingin the crack

But since they cracked down on that crack slingin

I'm cracked

I used to get it there expert at bringin 'em back

But now it ain't no packages to get there

Prior to that

I was fillin apps

A few years before that was in the

Barbershop sweepin hair

Little Barbershop sweeper kid cop a hustle

Was sellin incense and oils to all the people there

Sixth seventh and eighth grade

I kept a couple

Dollars for work and fresh sneakers

I was hurtin 'em

Yep now it's a recession and

I'm stressin

I need it for lesser

I'm not tryin to be a working man

I'm sure not tryin to do carpentry like my pops

Ohhh I close my eyes and all

I can see is that money

Money money

Money

Money money

A list of things that my people need but first is money

Money money

Money

Money money

It ain't like

I found a pot of gold

No

This ain't a dream this is reality homes

That's why my main focus is on that money

Focus on the money

Just broke a new broad she wants the fancy car

A ******stacked up a yard she tryin to spend it all

I'm out slingin the hard and don't respect the law

Bent a few wrong corners and that of course involved

From C-A to

D-A they tryin to take it all

I think I need a vacation reach out through calling cards

Or make the mind frame vicious and start a

HolocaustI figure man what's the difference

That ******t'll all a cost

******it let a ******ball

Money money money

Money is my ******ho breed envy

I keep pourin

HennyScreamin ******'em that's the ******in me

Y'all ain't come from the trap or trenches with me

When cops knocked and locked me

Guns plural serve riches to

El TorosFrom the projects suburbs to the

BoroughRunnin through your small town

Spit Philly game and lock it down

Philly Free on his grind

I need my paper straight

So I'm creatin these rhymes without a paper mate

That got me bustin these lines they got me rackin my mind

They got me standin in line behind my label mates

No I'm not

Jay but I am on the way

And I am not

Kanye but

I can produce

Heartbreaks &808s

And reduce the studio costs'

Cause I'm recording in the hood

I'm not lampin in the

MandalayI'm makin hits

I need the same attention they get

Them ******z throw a temper tantrum you don't hand 'em pay

Record labels tryin to jerk me like a hand job

If they don't hand me mine

I know how to handle this

Leave somebody slumped

Riot Pump pistol grip

But ******sittin in prison wastin my plans away

I guess I gotta find another way to make the pay

Let me know if you can find a way to make the chips