Money To Make
(Intro)
Small one, this NBM in this muthaf**ka
No pressure, no diamonds
Look!
(Verse)
I'm in my hometown where all the niggas hate
Cuz they b**ches go down on a nigga
PG came thru to break this pound wit a nigga
Have the town hot wit this pot, while we million dolla plot
Neva gave a f**k, I take all the chances
Cuz the one ya prolly missed was probably the answer uh
Niggas always talkin' bout they rappers huh?
Really they rappers to this package that I trap fo' funds
Pussy they callin'...
But all I can focus on this money that is comin' to my wallet
Stressed at the bar, drinkin' two dolla ya call it's
Thinkin' should of listened to my mom and went to college
But it's all good
Cuz fear don't exist, they instill it in us
They try and cut him out but God still in us
Wit that simple fact, I'm a make it
Hear the hate but promise it'll neva change it
Born number 1, that's what I remain
Like I paid fo' the street, stayed in my lane
Lookin' at the same pic gotta different frame tho
Mine gold and dusty cuz mines old
I been in that station promise neva told
I say f**k the police wit stripper pole
They ain't here to help a nigga homie neva fold
Human like me but got rights to bust down my door where they do that at
(Hook x2)
Where they do that at
My b**ch in luv wit my new strap
That they'll try but neva take
Cuz I'll put eight in their face
Sit back, got money to make
I sit back, got money to make
Sit back, got money to make
I sit back, got money to make
Sit back, got money to make!
(Verse 2)
I'm just a yung player tryna get paid
Who that? Somebody knockin' at my window
Foreva chasin' green like my first name Ceelo
She know he know life is the Olympics, I'm comin' to snatch gold like my name Debo
Even if yo grandmah gave it to ya, I see ya thru ya
Cuz I see nothin' but cash
Niggas tone change what ya show em the strap
Swimmin' in fire what a hell of a life
Livin' in a world somebody paid wit his life
Lookin' fo' the nigga that made the rules in it
Entertained the lies, ignored the truth in it
Nah no prescription I'm smokin' on medicine
I am stronger then heroin
Ya would think that my mind is a grave yard
Cuz all I think about are dead presidents
Champagne when I'm thirsty, It's a loss nigga, if it ain't first place
Hoes tell me I'm different like I wear two chains and want a big booty ho fo' my birthday
I did things that I neva would of did
If the things that I did didn't have to be done
If ya lookin' fo' a sucker, I'm sorry I'm not him
Respect I get paid in full like Rakim
I tell em, Speak up when ya talkin' to me
Nah lil nigga ya ain't talkin' to me
I know damn well ya ain't talkin' to me
Cuz I only talk paper and ya talkin' fo' free, yeah
(Hook x2)
Where they do that at
My b**ch in luv wit my new strap
That they'll try but neva take
Cuz I'll put eight in their face
Sit back, got money to make
I sit back, got money to make
Sit back, got money to make
I sit back, got money to make
Sit back, got money to make!
