Need my money Yung Keeta

[Chorus]
Let me tell you something
I don't work for none
Yeah I need my money
Yeah I need my money
I say yeah I need my money
Tell them boys keep that shit coming
And my hands is damn near hurt
All this paper I been thumbing
I been putting in that work every day I been running
They say what we do is easy if it is they woulda done it
I been getting fucking cash in abundance
And the way I'm shooting shit need a Call of Duty bundle

[Verse 1]
It feel like I lost control
Shit ain't colorful no more
I remember I was young
I just wanted to be on my own
Nowadays I'm feeling grown
I just wanna go back home
Range rover truck
But we growin up
They can't tell who you is but they knowing us
Brodie just got off the pills but he pouring up
Brodie just gon' pop a perc now we throwin' up