Money Way

For the record I don't have have any money but, I'm gonna rap about "Money way"

I'll explain it in the song

Ok

Ok, ok

Keep that Paryo

They wanted me to go to college

I wanted to make some money (Ok)

I don't need any extra knowledge, I just need to know how to make more money (Ok)

They want me to waste my time

Going to school for nothing (Why?)

So I'm gonna waste a rhyme

Tell em "fuck off" or something (Bitch)

But let's get back to my money

Since everybody wants my money

But they have no contribution to the distribution of all my money (They don't)

How about you stream a song

And sing along to my sadness (Go ahead)

And help me build more money to help me slightly stop the madness

But let's talk about your money

Why do you have no money?

Why are you worried about me and mines?

When you and yours have nothing (Bitch)

But then again I too have nothing

But at least I'm not the one fronting (Ok)

I'm trying to build up something

Yet bitches think I ain't shit

Well, maybe they're right

Talking down, but when I kick shit

Bet they won't wanna fight (They won't)

I'm still keeping shit slight (Ok)

You don't want to see my rage at night (Ok)

Tell a fuck boy "bye-bye"

When I send him up high

"He'll die?"

He might

He's gonna meet God at the end of his flight (Damn)

But let's get back to this money

You don't wanna talk about money (You don't)

Especially not with me

And the way I see shit, you'll look funny (Ha)

Because money's the root of all evil

And I been evil from the start

Trying to run these **** pockets

Stealing their shit at the park (Get em)

Better to do it at dark (Ok)

Sneaky lil dog I don't bark (Yeah)

Stay silent keep it to the heart

Don't let them see you spark (Don't do it)

Don't tell them shit at all (I won't)

They only playing they part

Cause they claim to be your blood

We know how these **** narc

But let's talk about this money, no

I don't like to talk about money (I don't)

Because it makes **** act stupid, lame and goofy

Not even funny

You think clout will bring some money?

Dummy, that's why you have none

Flexing with all that temp money

Along with a lil ass gun (Pussy)

But fuck them and this money

I hate being "money way" (I do)

Money will find its way towards me but I can't find love no way

It's never love unless I provide

I never talk about it, I just hide

Every time I get some money

Everyone is down for the ride (The fuck?)

But you don't want to talk about money (You don't

And he don't want to talk about money (He don't)

And she don't want to talk about money (She don't)

Broke ass bums the three of you are funny

But fuck that easy ass rhyme scheme

It's time for me to get serious (Go ahead)

Because all you bums only ask for money

These motherfuckers delirious (The fuck?)

Can't even ask me how my day is

Before they ask for some cash

Months pass and I ain't paid in full

Now I'm on yo ass

I gave homeboy a lil twenty of course he promised to pay me back

But that was bap

Him and his ugly ass lil baby look like they used my money for crack (What the fuck?)

And this one **** I gave 25 for a Uber so he'd get back (Ok)

But it took him weeks to give me 15 but I wasn't surprised cause his music is trash

That boy down bad

Just like this one **** I gave a hunnid to for a plane ticket (Damn)

I told him "safe travels, don't crash" (Ok)

It took him months to give me 70 back that boy was so down bad (Gah damn)

But I wasn't mad, until I asked when the rest was coming

And he faked his death all over his fucking snap

All these **** put lies on they moms head

Over small money to pay back

But when I ask for it they disappear

Y'all **** be going out sad