Money Hommy

Get your money up and quit bitching Said I'd carry the beat, then I benched it Not admitting defeat like I'm Kenshin Yeah, I'm way too elite, feel the tension I'm just having fun and it's still hitting They're just hating on me cause I'm winning They're just hating on me and my mission Do what I love, while I'm making a killing Ohhhhh Making a killing Ohhhh Are you ready Better run, start to hide Yeah, the fun's do or die Got the truck suicide An abundance of lives Got no gun to my side On the run, too alive With the huns like the tribe They were stunned I survived On the hunt, who am I I felt stuck, crucified Give this up and my movement dies Don't give a fuck, Imma choose to fly Don't lift me up, gotta lose to fight Don't lift me up, I'm not losing twice Don't big me up, they know who's arrived Hahahahaha And if they don't, then they will soon I've been punching in so God damn much that now my bills blue It's similar to the drank and the pills dude Living for the riches is just senseless and will kill you