[Chorus]
Made a lot of money, need some mo'
Niggas steady hatin' on a low
Baby Jayy might take a nigga hoe
Pick her out like eeny, miny, moe
Gotta couple shooters that's on go
Catch a nigga walkin' out the door
Feels like I can't even trust a soul
I can't leave the crib without the pole
Made a lot of money, need some mo'
Niggas steady hatin' on a low
Baby Jayy might take a nigga hoe
Pick her out like eeny, miny, moe
Gotta couple shooters that's on go
Catch a nigga walkin' out the door
Feels like I can't even trust a soul
I can't leave the crib without the pole
[Verse]
Momma raised up a soldier
My hеart gettin' colder and colder
I'm gеttin' older and older
''Real nigga'', that's what I told her
Keepin' my head on my shoulders
Keepin' my head above water
Keep goin' harder and harder
Just like Vince Carter
Shorty know that I'm a baller
Money got taller and taller
Yea, nigga, get to that cash
I'm all in my bag
Take off, do the diddy dash
Racks, got these niggas mad
Shorty, she callin' she sayin' she miss what we had
[?]
All of that money, yea, then I stack shit in the pad
I swear to God that I'm glad
I'm all in my bag
These niggas be goin' out sad (Sad)
Made a lot of money, need some mo'
Niggas steady hatin' on a low
Baby Jayy might take a nigga hoe
Pick her out like eeny, miny, moe
Gotta couple shooters that's on go
Catch a nigga walkin' out the door
Feels like I can't even trust a soul
I can't leave the crib without the pole
Made a lot of money, need some mo'
Niggas steady hatin' on a low
Baby Jayy might take a nigga hoe
Pick her out like eeny, miny, moe
Gotta couple shooters that's on go
Catch a nigga walkin' out the door
Feels like I can't even trust a soul
I can't leave the crib without the pole
[Verse]
Momma raised up a soldier
My hеart gettin' colder and colder
I'm gеttin' older and older
''Real nigga'', that's what I told her
Keepin' my head on my shoulders
Keepin' my head above water
Keep goin' harder and harder
Just like Vince Carter
Shorty know that I'm a baller
Money got taller and taller
Yea, nigga, get to that cash
I'm all in my bag
Take off, do the diddy dash
Racks, got these niggas mad
Shorty, she callin' she sayin' she miss what we had
[?]
All of that money, yea, then I stack shit in the pad
I swear to God that I'm glad
I'm all in my bag
These niggas be goin' out sad (Sad)
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