作词 : KENY B
作曲 : KENY B
Aye , just got couple texts from a label they liking my s*** but I gotta keep pushing ya
I was only 10 when my father told me boy you gotta go find where your daddy is
My mama the realest she kept it together she taught me everything I know AYE !
F*** all the talk I just pop in the action they asked me to change I said No aye
i don’t give a speech about s*** i’ma do Rather work in ,don’t really go out AYE
Don’t cry and don’t tell’em about it they act they care but we know that they don’t AYE
don’t seek for delusional happiness gimme my paper that money I want AYE
I want it I want It want it , I want it a lot cuz it’s never enough ...
They gon’ see me shine or what yeah
Would I pop out with a mil yeah
Money money on my mind yeah
Yeahhh
I want It all you already know
Man what it takes you don’t even know
They gon’ criticize I know that for sure
I’m a do or do I be on my grind like a freak
I happened to be
The kid in the fam that would never listen
I started my grind I was only a teen
I paid all the price and I had to get beaten
Aye
Crazy years and crazy times I could never Choose to go back in time
All the passed facts all the crazy drives
All I realize you were never mine
Thinking suicide thinking suicide
They told me ahh you could never shine
I’ma take it all now
take it all
Turn me up now
turn me up now (lord)
They gon’ see me shine or what yeah
Would I pop out with a mil yeah
Money money on my mind yeah
Yeahhh
They gon’ see me shine or what yeah
Would I pop out with a mil yeah
Money money on my mind yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Ya ya aye
Aye , just got couple texts from a label they liking my s*** but I gotta keep pushing ya
I was only 10 when my father told me boy you gotta go find where your daddy is
My mama the realest she kept it together she taught me everything I know AYE !
F*** all the talk I just pop in the action they asked me to change I said No aye
i don’t give a speech about s*** i’ma do Rather work in ,don’t really go out AYE
Don’t cry and don’t tell’em about it they act they care but we know that they don’t AYE
don’t seek for delusional happiness gimme my papers that money I want AYE
I want it I want It want it , I want it a lot cuz it’s never enough . Aye
Would I pop out with a mil
Cuz that money aint enough