Lyrics Money Man – From The Soul
Text:
You use to be real but you changed on me
She hopped on top and she came on me
We want the money not fame homie
I ride with B.C wether right or wrong
I hit the pressure than I go to space
Little nigga better stay inside yo place
He just a snake I feel it in my bones
I hit the gas I’m higher than a drone
I’m conversating with Pablo on the phone
She said she gone ride wether right or wrong
We keep them sticks all around the house
We hit the west than we ship em out
This shit is real coming from the soul
I spit that real coming from the soul
You say you gone ride for me than prove it
This shit is way deeper than the music
I took an l I daum near lost my mind
Lil shawty down for me and she fine
If I’m lying lord strike me down
We’re would I be if I ain’t sell a pound
That nigga telling lies he a fiddle
If b.c ride than I’m riding with him
I told my driver slow the car down
Cause in the trunk we got 100 pounds
He looked at me said calm down
He told money is you trippin’
I’m just going the speed limit
Came from the streets they try to count me out
I’m at the crib with a brick in a house
Before they catch a bullet in the face
They ain’t indicted me I had faith
The way I live you can’t make mistakes
I rather die than be fake
I’m just a fly nigga with a cape
B.c for life and I’m in between
I made a quarter million from the green
You use to be real but you changed on me
She hopped on top and she came on me
We want the money not fame homie
I ride with B.C wether right or wrong
Daum her body really turn me on yeah the money really turn me on
I hit the pressure than I go to space
Little nigga better stay inside yo place
He just a snake I feel it in my bones
I hit the gas I’m higher than a drone
I’m conversating with Pablo on the phone
She said she gone ride wether right or wrong
We keep them sticks all around the house
We hit the west than we ship em out
This shit is real coming from the soul
I spit that real coming from the soul
