I Want the Money (feat. J-F.Y.E.)

Dreamin bout stackin up bands, money been growin I’m doing this rap shit So watch how you stand, you standin wrong around me then you’re feeling my wrath bitch Said I want the money, said I want the money Said I want the money, the cars, and the diamonds like 21 mil I’m a savage So give me the money, so give me the money So give me the money, the cars, and the diamonds like 21 mil I’m a savage Dreamin bout stackin up bands, money been growin I’m doing this rap shit So watch how you stand, you standin wrong around me then you’re feeling my wrath bitch Said I want the money, said I want the money Said I want the money, the cars, and the diamonds like 21 mil I’m a savage So give me the money, so give me the money So give me the money, the cars, and the diamonds like 21 mil I’m a savage So pick up a package and put in some damage that’s just how I live Drugs how I manage, I don’t have no baggage if you do me wrong then it’s hard to forgive Like leave me alone bitch, said leave me alone Said leave me alone bitch, said leave me alone Leave me alone, Gucci cologne masks out the smell of the smoke cuz it’s dro Drown it with liquor then chase it with blow My life is a blur and it’s fast but it’s slow Like woah, like woah Triple the 3, sign on a deal, and go six feet below Like woah, like woah Triple the 3, sign on a deal, and go six feet below Yeah Dreamin bout stackin up bands, money been growin I’m doing this rap shit So watch how you stand, you standin wrong around me then you’re feeling my wrath bitch Said I want the money, said I want the money Said I want the money, the cars, and the diamonds like 21 mil I’m a savage So give me the money, so give me the money So give me the money, the cars, and the diamonds like 21 mil I’m a savage I want the money, I want the cars I want the clothes, I want the bitches, I want the hoes I want the money, I’m going stupid Yeah I’m really going dummy F*ck you want from me I want the money, I want the cars I want the clothes, I want the bitches, I want the hoes Yeah What the f*ck you want from me Countin deads, nigga like a fuckin mummy I want the money, I want the money Yeah, yeah