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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Skies
Lil Skies
Vocals
Hagan Lange
Hagan Lange
Programming
Based1
Based1
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Sturdivant
Ben Sturdivant
Songwriter
Hagan Lange
Hagan Lange
Songwriter
Kimetrius Foose
Kimetrius Foose
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hagan Lange
Hagan Lange
Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Neek
Neek
Mixing Engineer
Based1
Based1
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah I got new money, I spend it to waste time, yeah Yeah, nigga, it's my time, whoa (Based1 got them bands, hoe) I got new money, I spend it to waste time You truly are dummy to think you could take mine The opp's gettin' tight, coach tell him, "Take five" I don't care what people sayin' through the grapevine It's the grand fame, all these niggas say they fly Think she rollin' with the guys but she not, she left behind I got this money on my mind and I can't stop, uh You say you loyal but you actin' likŠµ a cop, uh Don't ask me about chances 'cause you know that I'ma takŠµ it In it for the love and you in this shit to be famous Nine on my side, guess they say I'm armed and dangerous Put my soul inside these songs, these niggas don't know what pain is Gave you a second chance, you turned around just to break it I didn't wanna fuck on lil' shorty but she got naked I didn't wanna cut you off, nigga, you wrote a statement I thought you was my boy and was down for what we was chasin' Dreams full of nightmares, feelin' like Jason Feel like I'm goin' crazy, I ain't goin' to a placement Wake up, look at my baby, see I'm growin', it's amazin' I ain't never changin', promise that I'm far from basic, nigga I got real money, I promise it took time Get a hundred thousand and throw it up in the sky Look in my momma eye, she proud, I made her cry Yeah, and lil' nigga, that's why I got new money, I spend it to waste time You truly are dummy to think you could take mine The opp's gettin' tight, coach tell him, "Take five" I don't care what people sayin' through the grapevine It's the grand fame, all these niggas say they fly Think she rollin' with the guys but she not, she left behind I got this money on my mind and I can't stop, uh You say you loyal but you actin' like a cop, uh I don't want problems, I just want my space Tell my brother, "God got you, you gon' beat that case" Too many throwaways, left 'em duckin' a-strays If they ever disrespect him, they gon' catch this fade I was down for so long, I did minimum wage Lifestyle lookin' average, I was stuck in a cage Ran it up at 14, I knew I had to get paid You gon' stop and make excuses or just go make a wave They talk that shit, what they achievin'? I don't know about you or what you believe in Smokin' on top shelf, got my lungs wheezin' Karate kid, black belt if you wanna see me, nigga I got real money, I promise it took time Get a hundred thousand and throw it up in the sky Look in my momma eye, she proud, I made her cry Yeah, lil' nigga, and that's why I got new money, I spend it to waste time You truly are dummy to think you could take mine The opp's gettin' tight, coach tell him, "Take five" I don't care what people sayin' through the grapevine It's the grand fame, all these niggas say they fly Think she rollin' with the guys but she not, she left behind I got this money on my mind and I can't stop, uh You say you loyal but you actin' like a cop, uh
Writer(s): Kimetrius Foose, Hagan Lange, Benjamin Sturdivant Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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