Money Bag

Don't let them niggas approach ya man They want a handout just to hold some bands Why they hand out like Uncle Sam Lookin for the taxes you taxin on me lil nigga money slow like mollases I ain't really tryna fit the mold like Cassius, clay They just wanna know where the cash is My nigga got a toe tag bachelors sweet They tell me that the black life's matter But tell me why we still dyin in these streets I come from backwoods backwoods Where shit is quiet so you think it's all good But these niggas plotting on you when they see you good And we ain't got time to pay attention to the looks And we just keep on countin dirty money like crooks I come from the backwoods where we smoke good and all my niggas ballin Thirsty hoes and lame niggas wanna hate on us cause we flexin on em I'm so fly that I grew wings and I took flight to reach 30000 Mama told me Ima be legend and a fuckin blessing Ima money counter I just might run up the bag I just might run up a bag She just might go pop a tag He just might go pop a seal I'd rather run up a bag Money money on my mind homie Ain't nothing but the green on me That's yo girl she a feind for me Damn Did we pick this cotton for money This shit got me actin real funny We all just a slave to the pay so we gotta keep hustling on me ain't no struggling I Told my whole family we comin But know that this money means nothing I'm here for the taking and changing the public im not wit the fakes always flashing my money I come from the backwoods where we smoke good and all my niggas ballin Thirsty hoes and lame niggas wanna hate on us cause we flexin on em I'm so fly that I grew wings and I took flight to reach 30000 Mama told me Ima be legend and a fuckin blessing Ima money counter I just might run up the bag