Prop Money

Okay, alright What you made last week I made in the night Bitch that's my type Yeah, okay, that's fine I ain't gon' hold you, do what you like I did it before, I'ma run that bike All that money you seen was prop money, baby Now she wanna get all in my pockets But I ain't got nothing, baby I swear all that money you seen I was just frontin', baby All that money is for my music Till I'm something, baby Takin' a trip, before I leave I told her to kiss me Told me to stop, I'm makin' it red But I ain't Trippie I'm the one, believe it or not Just like Ripley Shorty want me, and have fun I told her to miss me All that money you seen was prop money, baby Now she wanna get all in my pockets But I ain't got nothing, baby I swear all that money you seen I was just frontin', baby All that money is from my music Till I'm something, baby Money on music Till I'm on top, the money don't sleep I don't look at the clock, I write with a sharpie Not with a chalk, till the doors I knock unlock Yeah, me, 500 for the key If I don't get this line off for I go to bed Then I can't sleep Dreamin' every night, my shit so vivid too Then I open my eyes and realize that I can live it too I promise in a year when I walk inside the club I'm what they listen to I'ma just keep winnin Cause I know that's what them winners do, gang All that money you seen was prop money, baby Now she wanna get all in my pockets But I ain't got nothing, baby I swear all that money you seen I was just frontin', baby All that money is from my music Till I'm something, baby