Money Ain’t a Thing Lyrics
I done seen a killer homie died from the hammer, he ain’t do nothing
Only time he get on the air is when the news come
VVS’s slap ya truck with GPS’s
What’s the next move? Keep’ em guessing
They asking who the real? Who finessing?
Who’s the owner? Who’s on the guest list?
Who never touched a gram on the ‘Gram flexing?
I rep the south Bronx, yeah, the essence
TEC with the air holes for protection
Yeah, we running wild, from the P’s in the wild in the east
Certified, I’m a beast, oh my God
You can ask Durk, Chi-Raq, L’s up, from the dirt
If a n** ain’t fuck with me, buck fifty for the hearse
Watch a n** duck, see me, buck fifty right in front the church
If a n** up with me, stuck with me, better or the worse
Racks super-sized, chain scuba dive
Gold with the glizzy, a veneer, suite and ties
Still crucified, be with juveniles
Then get the whole P, break it down, two for five
I done see n*** kill n*** and told on the gang when the law come
And I done seen n*** get caught when the load, wasn’t theirs, they ain’t told none
That’s a real one (Aye)
But a victim still
Yeah, plug in the socket is how I hit the hills
‘Cause the wallet in my pocket is how I hit the bills
Touch 10, touch 20, now 100 mill
Still balance with the field
I done seen a killer homie died from the hammer, he ain’t do nothing
Only time he get on the air is when the news come
I done seen a killer kill n*** and told when the law come
Fresh-Durk got your dawg done
In the Bugatti, double RR or that Mulsanne
With the window cracked, holla back, money ain’t a thing
Hold it down for my dawg Max locked in the bing
When you hit the brick, new whips, money ain’t a thing
Y’all don’t want no sauce with us
All across the board, we done waved them up
Them Coke Wave Boys from the ground and up
Straight out the bottom, young bosses up, hannn
Montana
Got another lawyer like money ain’t a thing
I done heard the rumors around that say that money made me change
Been on papers two-three times, so I can’t catch another case
Young n** stepping up like you know I’m under age
They gon’ stick with you
When I was broke, I got my game from a rich n**
When you was broke, they talk about, I don’t get n***
The ones I love they counted me out, that’s why I don’t hit n***
The one that snaked me calling my phone, it was twitch the n**
I be with murderers, robbers, and burglars
Shorty steady traveling with that work, we a conservative
Man. I know some shorties that’ll stay outside ya momma crib
They don’t give a fuck, they serve bags in front Obama crib
I know n*** richer than these rappers driving Bonnevilles
A lot of n*** cappin’ in they raps, we off a lot pills
When I take a Perc’ on a empty stomach, it make me vomit still
Thinking ’bout my cousin getting murked, it make me vomit still
We made sure n*** know how that chopper feel
They was getting shot for real ’cause they was on the block for real
Put another fifty in my mouth but ain’t want veneers
I’ma claim Lamron forever, you know what it is
I done seen a killer homie died from the hammer, he ain’t do nothing
Only time he get on the air is when the news come
I done seen a killer kill n*** and told when the law come
Fresh-Durk got your dawg done
In the Bugatti, double RR or that Mulsanne
With the window cracked, holla back, money ain’t a thing
Hold it down for my dawg Max locked in the bing
When you hit the brick, new whips, money ain’t a thing
Y’all don’t want no sauce with us
All across the board, we done waved them up
Them Coke Wave Boys from the ground and up
Straight out the bottom, young bosses up, hannn
Montana