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They say money can't make you happy Well, I beg to differ, I beg to differ Straight from the mud But the aim is to sleep like presidents Come count my momma bills And you gon' get relevance Double the hussle, fuck a puzzle Fuck the starve, this shit is muscles Need a shovel Let me show what a blessing is This shit won't fall from the trees Hold the torch, got the keys I need my paper in peace I like my Mac with the cheese I need my mans to be free Life tastes better with some ice to the tea Fuck a slice, add a cherry, if you bake it for me Uh, thirsty for water, surrounded by desert eagles Need to eat, pull the root out, fuck you talking bout evil? The new pursuit of happiness Nigga, this the sequel Changed the floor with a king size bed Come let me teach you Days without a heater I was bleeding through these speakers Plus I gotta feed a baby luck ain't never really reached us Know these bills really gone keep us Safe from the coldest nights, the older life Nigga, I ain't going back, fuck you talking wrong or right? They say money can't make you happy I beg to differ Yeah, I beg to differ Started getting some change my perspective has changed Tell 'em put that shit where they mouth is Order your house, 'fore you start talkin' that fresh shit We ain't spittin' up mouthwash, we don't need too much vouchin' Dragons hittin' on my tigers crouch and niggas is low key That don't mean we ain't pouncin' Break a pound to the ounces, niggas off of the gram Get the game of the blouses Lay in den linens in a Spanish brand I keep mispronouncin' Think it's Loewe or Loewe, got a show in nueve And they gon' cash me out as soon as we are exit stage left This the life that I live, don't miss the one that I left Don't miss the things that I stressed over what's really distressed Right up until we finessed, a humble bag, you might hear a brag or two On point like a dagger bee, see How could you quantify advice for my quality of life when You don't know my pain and dichotomy is strife like Bill foods wouldn't make the bigger loads light like Green bags wouldn't have me lean back Could've had that good food Could've look like Fat Joe Couldn't even dream back then I say broke and think 'bout how I was extrem back then They say money can't make you happy I beg to differ Yeah, I beg to differ Started getting some change my perspective has changed Nigga, I beg to differ Yeah, they say money can't make you happy I beg to differ
Writer(s): Kelvin Boakye, Adam Benjamin Laszlo, Jan Lilienthal, Michael Nowatzky, Jayson Andrew Jenkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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