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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Money Rod
Money Rod
Performer
Rodney McClain
Rodney McClain
Performer
Tydric Richardson
Tydric Richardson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodney McClain
Rodney McClain
Songwriter
Tydric Richardson
Tydric Richardson
Songwriter

歌詞

Dis 4 the wait Gotta trust the process Dawg I promise dis shit on the way Had da change my mindset Time to do somethings another way Wats a hundred thousand? Wen a nigga seen 10hundred K's I been really grindin for dis shit Less on the conversation Pull up to my city You see dem foreign whips Alot of Haitians Shit ain't sweet on dis side Naw he ain't tryin die bout it I done went through Hell & L's Ian cry about it Fuck the coach jump in da game Fuck i look like sidelining (Huh) Swerving in dat widebody (Skrr) My name ring bells Watch wat you say you die about it (Bahhh) Money known da put points on da board My nigga Ill get u laid up Nigga tripping put trust in these bitches He died he wanted to lay up I neva lied bout how im living I cannot fake it at all STOP IT Im type nigga dont care bout a price If i want it den i cop it (Whoaaa) (HmHm) Rich nigga shit Im drinking Fiji it come out the fountain (Woah) Give me the dough Im in my bag wit a hole lotta options Dis 4 the wait Gotta trust the process Dawg I promise dis shit on the way Had to change my mindset Time to do somethings another way Wats a hundred thousand? Wen a nigga seen 10hundred K's I been really grindin for dis shit Less on the conversation Pull up to my city You see foreign whips alot of Haitians Shit ain't sweet on dis side Naw he ain't tryin to die bout it I done went through Hell & L's Ian cry about it Fuck the coach jump in da game Fuck i look like sidelining Kno it's takin time Dis one for my fans All dem late nights i been chasing mine They dont understand Have You ever lost it all Then got it back no helping hand Down to yo last bill But u turnt up now you need rubber bands Don't know nothing other than Get hot like ovens can Dis for my niggas in da can Let's Free em Out the pin (FREE DEM PEOPLE) Security at the venue but we got inside wit F&N's Betta watch yo step Fuck around wit us we playing chess again You cant name a place i cant go I just probably never been Lil mama gettin naked I'm not Nelly but it's gettin Hot in Here (Hot Hot Hot) Pop dat pussy real quick $20's feels like $1's inside my pockets Bitch no real shit (Real Shit) Im having high standards but a nigga up my image (up it) Fuck a label Do this shit on my own Im INDEPENDENT Posted up on piedmont Im wit K we talkin dead Friends Plotting on some ways we can take a 50 and go and flip it Wen you da CEO You gotta handle business Dis 4 the wait Gotta trust the process Dawg I promise dis shit on the way Had to change my mindset Time to do somethings another way Wats a hundred thousand? Wen a nigga seen 10hundred K's I been really grindin for dis shit Less on the conversation Pull up to my city You see foreign whips alot of Haitians Shit ain't sweet on dis side you ain't trying to die bout it I done went through Hell & L's Ian cry about it Fuck the coach jump in da game Fuck i look like sidelining
Writer(s): Rodney Mcclain, Tydric Richardson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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