Shoe Box (feat. Nutty G)

LowerClass Music Huh I just been stacking up, counting them dollars Money come round I just start acting up If its not about bread, heard nothing ya said The bank keep me laughing bruh Everybody get fed, the money gone spread Like covid we masking up Tin can on the shelf, box under the bed This money I'm stashing up I just been stacking up, counting them dollars Money come round I just start acting up If its not about bread, heard nothing ya said The bank keep me laughing bruh Everybody get fed, the money gone spread Like covid we masking up Tin can on the shelf, box under the bed This money I'm stashing up For the love of this money mane I cop it, I flip it, I stack it, I stash it and stuff it mane In them walls, like crack in my drawls Gotta hustle like hustle mane, on the grind I'm talking all the time Every day was a struggle mane Niggas die in the field, lil' babies getting killed Niggas in jail ain' use they brain But me, I'm just trying to make it out On this road, everyday on my paper route Either hustlin' or rappin' or trappin' or working a job I'ma get it without a doubt I make it look easy, riding around on this e-way With this 4 and this 3 way, 'bout to go see my DJ Mix it up like a replay All I know is go get the money Auntie taught me I was young "Nutty f*ck the honeys, bitches come and go, Nigga get yo dough cuz when you broke, Ain' a damn thing funny" So I stay on my grind Money all on my mind Bitches all on my line But I ain' got no time cuz I just been stacking up I just been stacking up, counting them dollars Money come round I just start acting up If its not about bread, heard nothing ya said The bank keep me laughing bruh Everybody get fed, the money gone spread Like covid we masking up Tin can on the shelf, box under the bed This money I'm stashing up I just been stacking up, counting them dollars Money come round I just start acting up If its not about bread, heard nothing ya said The bank keep me laughing bruh Everybody get fed, the money gone spread Like covid we masking up Tin can on the shelf, box under the bed This money I'm stashing up Lately I'm all about dollars man I hustle at work Never hustled the work out a pot and pan Cuz the streets got a lot demands And you niggas get grimey, I don't wanna pop a man So I'm playing it safe and stacking up money off music y'all play Remember way back in them days I was so broke, I was shocking Uncle Sam But now I got dollars to count The money coming in faster than I can amount I just been stacking up bands, thinking 'bout M's Open up several accounts Thinking 'bout family ties Running a business where family punching the clock Got work for the morning, got work overnight Shit I got work and this shit never stop Tunnel vision for the end goal People don't see what I'm sent for Money the root of all evil Lately I'm feeling so sinful In order to make it you spend it Otherwise what else is you in for? I'm spending a G so fast, we making a tenfold I just been stacking up, counting them dollars Money come round I just start acting up If its not about bread, heard nothing ya said The bank keep me laughing bruh Everybody get fed, the money gone spread Like covid we masking up Tin can on the shelf, box under the bed This money I'm stashing up I just been stacking up, counting them dollars Money come round I just start acting up If its not about bread, heard nothing ya said The bank keep me laughing bruh Everybody get fed, the money gone spread Like covid we masking up Tin can on the shelf, box under the bed This money I'm stashing up