Lyrics Money Man – Aura
Text:
I know she feelin’ my aura
I’m in this bitch with a 40
When I hit her I ain’t take off my Jordan’s
Niggas snitchin’ they always reportin’
Need it all I ain’t takin’ no shorts
Fuck the house I’ma jump off the porch
Me and money cannot be divorced
Having gas I be havin’ all sorts
Gonna make sure you keep you a torch
I don’t hold hands or walk in the park
Let this chopper gone rip you apart
Got a foreign I push it to start
You ain’t tough nigga go get some heart
Labels callin ‘they tryin’ to have meetings
Need an M cause I’m already eatin’
Went to church hit a blunt with the deacon
Always workin’ the circle they need me
You can never trust niggas who greedy
Push a button I’m losin’ the ceiling
FN for these nigga who trippin
I was broke had to change my condition
All these guns I could start a militia
For the bag had to run a little distance
Turn a bitch nigga to a statistic
Let the Glock come and end your existence
Had to go put my faith in a pistol
Cause niggas out here so malicious
You fucked up a pack you trippin’
Two hoes with me kissin’
7k outfit drip drip
Ride around the city with the hit stick
Kick ’em out the car he won’t shoot shit
In the back seat got two clips
Gotta young nigga doin’ walk-ups
Put a bell on the table gettin’ chopped up
Ballin’ watch a nigga get crossed up
I got 50 homies who locked up
23 straps on the tour bus
Just incase the robbers come for us
Baby take it off don’t bore us
Finna meet a agent at starbucks
Finna make an M from the crypto
He done gave me classified info
Passin’ out loud to my kinfolk
I just sent a load out of Frisco
I know she feelin’ my aura
I’m in this bitch with a 40
When I hit her I ain’t take off my Jordan’s
Niggas snitchin’ they always reportin’
Ain’t got time cause I’m always recordin’
Need it all I ain’t takin’ no shorts
Fuck the house I’ma jump off the porch
Me and money cannot be divorced
Having gas I be havin’ all sorts
Gonna make sure you keep you a torch
I don’t hold hands or walk in the park
Let this chopper gone rip you apart
Got a foreign I push it to start
You ain’t tough nigga go get some heart
Labels callin ‘they tryin’ to have meetings
Need an M cause I’m already eatin’
Went to church hit a blunt with the deacon
Always workin’ the circle they need me
You can never trust niggas who greedy
Push a button I’m losin’ the ceiling
FN for niggas who tripping
I was broke had to change my condition
All these guns I could start a militia
