Money Piles (feat. Money Power & Crowned Stevo Beatz)

Ooh, Steve-O did this one (Quan The Don313 Verse) Straight like that, baby Big Roxi gang in the building, nigga Tryna take a hunnid, make a million pile Time for invest I can make a million smile All these wannabe gangsters locked up, going through a million trials Nigga set up on the stand, acting like he really down It's best to move in silence, this life shit is a process Watch my daddy go through the system, it was part of the process On the money mode and tryna enjoy my fucking progress I just go up in the booth to make this music timeless Cardi on my arm, got these bitches throbbing Diamonds on my neck, my chains steady colliding Had to take some risks just to sit up on the island my time, we the label, we had to go and make some options All these snakes in the grass, steady out here plotting And this watch on my wrist, steady out here clotting I done put in too much work to even think about stopping Tryna own a hunnid buildings and get these billions popping Nigga swear he was in a trap but wasn't really copping We just run this damn business, yeah we vision this shit The more money come, the more interesting it get Mo' pills on the load, bout to make me a flip Molly water on my soul, bout to take me a trip Smoking out the pound, we came from eightys and zips Nigga swear that he was gangsta but he faking that shit Feeling like Quavo, I straighten this shit (Money Power Verse) I'm off a 3-5, a cookie and an 8, I can't feel my face Naw, I can't say that I'm off a 3-5, a cookie and an 8, I just spilled my drink Chopper on the side, kick it hard it a flip a tank He ask me if I'm hittin heads, what the f*ck you think You think the opps trying to get the ups on me, they gon' die today In the trap, me and my scale, got good history I can make the soft turn hard, I got good chemistry I blew a dub, then I blew 30, it ain't shit me You say you on my head but won't step like, are you kidding me SRT ain't no catching me bitch, this a hellcat Niggas think I fell off, I just fell back This freak bitch, she don't like to talk, but she sell cat You gotta have racks, if you try to hit it from the back On to the next bitch, cause I don't pay for pussy If you got 5k and a Glock, you can book My bitch named Taraj, I go Lucis for the cookie Walk a nigga down in a ski and a hoodie It go suwoop, I say that shit every single time When I throw a 5, I'ma hit the switch you can't hide