Mvney Relations

[intro: Geek Jab

Uhh Yeaaaaaaah

Uhhh

Yeahh

Uhhhghh

Yeah, said I gotta get the cash

I’m on you ****’s ass, I’m moving fast

I’m intimate with the money can’t get caught up with these bitches

Can’t leave up to nobody gotta trust my intuition

So ima ride for the **** who not prone to do no switching(Ima ride)

I still slide with some killas when it’s death they ain’t victim

****’s get shot over 5’s I’m like why you had to nick em(had to nick em)

God why you taking lives or just tell me how you pick em(how you pick em)

For my brothers’ in the sky I wish you was still living(still living)

I did wrong ina past so I’m begging for forgiveness

On allah these **** fake and they fold up(fold up)

Putting trust in these bitches that a get you blown up

My heart cold these hoes cheat and it froze up(froze up)

Put the pain to side gotta keep yo nose up gotta nose up

When it come to the pain and the struggle when it rain don’t change for nothing you just hustle(yeuhh)

I was taught to put a bitch in the past don’t let ha touch you

These **** snakes these **** hoes they really trynn bust you, but every day you might see a body that’s yo mans(yeaaaah)

I’m busy chasing these bands

Ain’t got time for no friends(yeaaaaahhh)

You busy chasing chasing bitches you know they don’t understand

I was down bad with a plan now **** wanna be fam

I’m intimate with the money can’t get caught up with these bitches

Can’t leave up to nobody gotta trust my intuition

So ima ride for the **** who not prone to do no switching(Ima ride)

I still slide with some killas when it’s death they ain’t victim

****’s get shot over 5’s I’m like why you had to nick em(had to nick em)

God why you taking lives or just tell me how you pick em(how you pick em)

For my brothers’ in the sky I wish you was still living(still living)

I did wrong ina past so I’m begging for forgiveness

Bitches use to blow my high, now they gone blow me like fan(like a fan)

I know they moving fake ima keep it a hunid grand(hunnid grand)

She wanna fuck me, but when I was broke she wanted to be friends(yeuuuuh)

Yeah shordy got me twisted, man she must be ona zan

Middle finger to the people that diss me all my gram

Now I used to ask em for help, and they ain’t ever lend a hand

I know I’m bout to blow like mine ona land

If you fucking with my brothers’ ima cook you like you pan

Ain’t no snitchin in my blood I just gotta get out that out jam

Used to fight for my life **** know I used stand

Now I’m still standing, and these **** can’t stand me

(Yeaaaah) Ima make it to the Grammys

I’m intimate with the money can’t get up with these bitches

Can’t leave up to nobody gotta trust my intuition

So ima ride(Ima ride) for the **** who not prone to do no switching(bah)

I still slide with some killas when it’s death they ain’t victim(victim)

****’s get shot over 5’s I’m like why you had to nick em(why you nick em)

God why you taking lives or just tell me how you pick em(how you pick em)

For my brothers in the sky I wish you was still living

I did wrong ina past so I’m begging for forgiveness

Begging for forgiveness

Begging for forgiveness

Begging for forgiveness