Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Birdman
Birdman
Vocals
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Vocals
euro
euro
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eufradis Rodriguez
Eufradis Rodriguez
Songwriter
Bryan Christopher Williams
Bryan Christopher Williams
Songwriter
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
Sam Gumbley
Sam Gumbley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
S-X
S-X
Producer
Brandon Jones
Brandon Jones
Recording Engineer
Fareed Salamah
Fareed Salamah
Recording Engineer
Sean Buchanan
Sean Buchanan
Assistant Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Andy Rodriguez
Andy Rodriguez
Assistant Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah It's Euro Check I couldn't have done better I couldn't have done this shit any other way I made it now, only tryin' convince me to make it another day Glad I could see another day I do this shit for my squad My home, team, my family, fuck what another say I'm here now, it's all clear now Somebody pour up, I'm eatin' good Y'all can't see my competition 'til I throw up I'm tore up, but I keep shit 100 That's from the toes up Last night it felt like I ran through four clubs Stood on the couch, and every single one of them screamin' Hoes down and bros up It's different when we show up kicking doors up I'm a young stunner, young Wayne, I'm Young Money I've growned up, like I'm new here But I'm nuclear, that's a bomb threat motherfucker Watch how I blow up I'm good, I'm reminded that I'm good from time to time, I'm fine I be spending time with the greatest of all time all the time And ever since I'm living life every night like it's '99 I'm way ahead of my time, I think I was only 8 at that time I rep them 5 letters forever Would someone just tell the bartender to mix my drink While I mix my thoughts of business and pleasure I'm clever, long money, all around me I just hope that I live long enough Long enough to measure We should take pictures sippin' Cristal in COOGI sweaters And I'm still getting better, nigga, what's better? They say I'd never do it, now I'm looking like nigga, what's never? And now the run from us, when they see us Boy that money's pressure Plaques on the wall of every building that I walk into Phone taps, 'cause they curious, careful who you talk into Living the star life you never know who you run into Like baby I can change your life Just leave everything that you've been through And ride Long as my niggas right, then we alright Long as the women right, then we alright Long as the drinks on ice, then we alright Long as it's private flights, then we alright Long as we livin' right, then we alright Long as it's high life, then we alright 'Cause I love it more than anything (Anything) Boy, it's money over everything, we been alright Yeah, it's money over everything We motivated Flying over everything We make something out of nothing What up 5? Bag full of every president that ever died Yeah, spraying everything that's in the way We eating over here, extended clips fifty plates It's a lifestyle, stunna life every day A million ones, we can throw this shit a million ways Youngin' If you alright, then we alright Night life, GTV poppin' every night Fly rich in a different city, bright lights With my niggas rich gang and living high life Yeah, guns in the basement, millions in the wall, GTV cases If it's fuck 'em, then it's fuck 'em all Audemars and cigars in them new toys Long as my niggas right, then we alright Long as the women right, then we alright Long as the drinks on ice, then we alright Long as it's private flights, then we alright Long as we livin' right, then we alright Long as it's high life, then we alright 'Cause I love it more than anything Boy, it's money over everything, we been alright Do this shit for rizzeal Young Money, Rich Gang Ya heard me, with big ears You just a crocodile, I drink a full cup of his tears Can't recognize you nigga, like Santa cut off his beard And Tunechi, he gon' be alright as long as he got his pills I'm higher than my bitch bills Stop crying 'bout 'em bitch chill I'm working on tha Carter V I got this bitch in fifth gear I can't stand this niggas I'ma lie down or sit still Get tied down with that fuckin' steel At your eyebrow, or your fuckin' grill Catch you while you laid up, straight up, bunny ears I shoot your fuckin' fade up Ratchets don't touch me If that pussy smell like catfish, salmon, trout or guppies I ain't trippin over no hoe Treat that hoe like a servant I know that hoe better know How to deep throat like a serpent But loose lips sink ships But I just let this hoes worship She think I'm a window of opportunity, close curtains Tunechi If my niggas right, then we alright If the women right, then we alright (We alright) Them drinks on ice, then we alright (We alright) If it's private flights, then we alright (Alright, alright) Long as we livin' right, then we alright (Alright, alright) Long as it's high life, then we alright (Alright, alright) 'Cause I love it more than anything Boy, it's money over everything, we been alright (Woo) Long as my niggas right, then we alright (We alright) Long as the women right, then we alright (You alright) Long as the drinks on ice, then we alright (We alright) Long as it's private flights, then we alright (Alright, alright) Long as we livin' right, then we alright (Alright, alright) Long as it's high life, then we alright (Fuckin' right) 'Cause I love it more than anything Boy it's money over everything, we been alright
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Bryan Williams, Ronald Gerald Williams, Sam Andrew Gumbley, Eufradis Rodriguez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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