Текст Money Man – Expression
Текст:
(All these niggas try and do is get you off your penny
If it don’t have good intention, that don’t mean well)
Can’t let these niggas trick me out my spot
Can’t let these niggas push me from the top
I ain’t got time, nigga, I ain’t a watch
I’m fuckin’ with niggas who fuckin’ with me
I’m fuckin’ with bitches who fuckin’ with me
My dawg caught a body, I gave him some P’s
He gave them shits back ’cause they said he was free
If I ain’t have no THC, where would would I be?
If I ain’t have no Indica, where would I be?
If I ain’t have Sativa, then where would I be?
If ain’t have no CBD, where would I be?
These niggas be slimy, they’ll take from they own
These bitches gon’ fuck anyone to get on
I’m in the booth, I can’t pick up the phone
Too many juugs, I can’t go on the road
Take me a chance, you know I’ma do it
Get me some money, you know I’ma do it
Find me a plug, you know I’ma do it
Fuckin’ me excellent, yeah, she be doin’ it
They only be fuckin’ with you when they need you
My BM said, «None of these rap niggas seeing you»
You know I’m illegally swiping these Visas
I just met up with Gotti for dinner at Chili’s
Neon green Triple S look like Reefer
I’m great like the pyramid that is in Pisa
Ran up them hundreds, that shit wasn’t easy
I was influenced by Gucci and Jeezy
A nigga ain’t need ’em, my pockets still cheesy
I pulled up to Cali its just me and Teezy
I got some plays on the way to come meet me
Only the circle, you know I’m committed
She fuck me outrageous, she know she committed
You niggas fake as fuck, you should admit it
You say kept it real, nigga, you didn’t
You know the facts every time that I’m spittin’
I fuck with Figures and Trauma, they love me
I fuck with Caprio, I know he love me
Nigga, this shit is way more than some money
I fuck with Keisha, I know that she love me
I fuck with Izzy, I know that she love me
I fuck with Skinny, I know that he love me
I fuck with Cyrus, I cried when he hug me
Can’t fuck with Ray now, he turned to a junkie
Can’t fuck with Aston ’cause he done turned ugly
Come drop the keys to the crib if you trust me
You ain’t tryna run up a check then you buggin’
Can’t let these niggas trick me out my spot
Can’t let these niggas push me from the top
You think I ain’t gon’ make it? Nigga, just watch
I ain’t got time, nigga, I ain’t a watch
I’m fuckin’ with niggas who fuckin’ with me
I’m fuckin’ with bitches who fuckin’ with me
My dawg caught a body, I gave him some P’s
He gave them shits back ’cause they said he was free
If I ain’t have no THC, where would would I be?
If I ain’t have no Indica, where would I be?
If I ain’t have Sativa, then where would I be?
If ain’t have no CBD, where would I be?
These niggas be slimy, they’ll take from they own
These bitches gon’ fuck anyone to get on
I’m in the booth, I can’t pick up the phone
Too many juugs, I can’t go on the road
Альбом
Money Man – Paranoia
