Neva

Never let a bitch know how you make your cash flow

Never let a bitch know how you make your cash flow

Never let a bitch know how you make your cash flow

Don’t trust her with none of your dough, don't trust her with none of your dough

L-e-dolla’, mufucka’

Never let a bitch know how you make your cash flow

L-e-dolla’, mufucka’

Never let a bitch know how you make your cash flow

L-e-dolla’, mufucka’

Never let a bitch know how you make your cash flow

Don’t trust her with none of your dough, don’t trust her with none of your dough

Thinkin’ of ways to get paid today, get a new Beamer and skate away

Stay in the hustle from day to day, came for the paper, they came to play

Haters comin’ out the woodworks, 'bout to send ‘em back to where they come from

Steady talkin’ that G shit, ‘bout a bunch shit they that ain’t done

I done busted me some laps around plenty many of ‘em, never had hatred or envy for ‘em

Fuck all that talk, boy, rather show ‘em, these **** be flashin’, but really owin’

Hall-of-Famer like Terrell Owens, even though they wanna overlook a ****

Sayin’ that it happened overnight, not knowin’ how long it took a ****

Over-focused, and I know you know this, ain’t associatin’, ‘cause them **** bogus

Out of all that homies that done came the closest, throughout all the small times ‘til it got ferocious

Brick by the brick, I be duggin’ the shit, and I’m doin’ it one at a time

Game is a bitch, and I’m takin’ your shit, and I’m fuckin’ her like she was mine

Come from the bottom, I’m makin’ a grip, and they actin’ like it was a crime

Doin’ your dirt? Better do it alert, 'cause them bitches is droppin’ them dimes

Lifted, I’m out of my mins, twisted, I’m walkin’ a line

Fuck all these ****, I’m fly, fuck what you smokin’, I’m high

[Chorus: 8Ball & Le$] x2

Never let a bitch know how you make your cash flow

Never let them hoes know

Never let a bitch know how you make your cash flow

Never let them hoes know

Never let a bitch know how you make your cash flow

Never let them hoes know

Don’t trust her with none of your dough

How you get your cash flow, keep your shit up on the low

Don’t trust her with none of your dough

A lot of **** talkin’, ain’t too many doin’

A bunch of **** aim, ain’t nobody shootin’

A gang of **** rap, ain’t too many paid though

Cloggin’ up the pipelines, stay up out the way, bro

**** be on that hoe-shit, and that won’t change ‘til the world end

Find out where they talkin’ down, and I lay pipe on they girlfriend

Gettin’ mine, and that’s guaranteed, ‘til this motherfuckin’ world don’t spin

Think I’m ‘bout to go trick on you? That's another dollar I won’t spend

And they hate it, look at this shit we created

**** be too overrated, me? I just rather get faded

Stayin’ away from the fake shit, gettin’ it, fuck all that waitin’

Jump in the ‘lac, and I’m skatin’, get you some lane and relatin’

Here for a while, just be patient, want it, a **** gon’ take it

**** gon’ pray we don’t make it, too late, I got your bitch naked

Gonna be rich, ‘cause I prayed it, know I’m the shit, so I say it

Stackin’ it up, and I save it, told you I’m nothin’ to play with

**** is dangerous

[Chorus: 8Ball & Le$] x6

Never let a bitch know how you make your cash flow

Never let them hoes know

Never let a bitch know how you make your cash flow

Never let them hoes know

Never let a bitch know how you make your cash flow

Never let them hoes know

Don’t trust her with none of your dough

How you get your cash flow, keep your shit up on the low

Don’t trust her with none of your dough