It's time
to get this money, money
Got my back against the wall,
don't get nothin' funny
Gotta make a move,
cause my days ain't
really been lookin' too sunny
I mess around and get clapped
in your tummy, dummy
It's time to get this money, money
Got my back against the wall,
don't get all funny
Gotta make a move,
cause my days ain't
really been looking too sunny
I mess around and get clapped in your
Once again this song, best of a song
Allow me to bend rhymes
and blow half a cabbage open
while I read you a song
Flippin' words like they 24
grams of Heron
Keep my thoughts sharp
to rock a crown that's made out of thorns
Get the cameras on, cause it's showtime
I blow minds like a dope ass sniffing
Colombian coke lines
I push every ball way past the incline
One hand on the bible of
a grip and a chronine
The flow's rhyme so I'ma dominate,
get the dough shine
Put niggas in they place
and regulate like it's one time
It's all fine,
once the luxury's in my confines
Stealing we justify,
legal waxes and booze crime
The world's mine,
every single thing that come with it
I murder with tinnitus
and generalize in just a few minutes
So give me the spinach
or I'ma have to bury you with it
I'll probably burn to hell
but fuck it while I'm hand
bone livin'
Let's get it, get this money money
Got my back against the wall,
don't get nothin' funny
Gotta make a move,
cause my days ain't really been
lookin' too sunny
Unless it ran to get clapped in your tummy,
dummy
It's time to get this money, money
Got my back against the wall,
don't get nothin' funny
Gotta make a move,
cause my days ain't really been
lookin' too sunny
Unless it ran to get clapped
in your tummy
It's kinda hard to think straight when you're stressed out,
broken, okay
Baby mama beefin',
gotta put food on the plate
Put my freedom on the line,
takin' trips out of state
Feel like I'm speedin' in
the car without brakes
Give a nigga the shanks,
I don't know how much more it could take
I know if I can make it through this,
I'll structure my fate
Change my ways and my actions,
grasp the satisfaction
Invest in mutual funds,
stocks and transactions
A huge amount,
dabblin' in Swiss accounts
Currency exchangin',
now we use machines to count
Made em' all your baby boys on top,
sittin' pretty
Ridin' through the city
with my hands wrapped around the city
Some say, on your knees,
just a dollar and a dream
Wallet full of cream,
steppin' out a product called a beam
Talkin' in the fiends,
so we push the product on the scene
Gobble up the cream before the low
and cost me my team
I'mma get this money, money
Got my back against the wall,
don't get nothin' funny
Gotta make a move,
cause my days ain't really been
lookin' too sunny
I'm a serenade,
get clapped in your tummy, dummy
I'mma get this money, money
Got my back against the wall,
don't get nothin' funny
Gotta make a move,
cause my days ain't really been
lookin' too sunny
I'm a serenade,
get clapped in your tummy, dummy
I'm a slave to the rhythm
and the weed I smoke
Gettin' changed to Movida,
not the Vida, bro
Pullin' danes, it's bonita,
givin' me the throat
Switchin' lanes, we no longer a joke
You better recognize it's big business,
big money ain't shit funny
When it comes to chasin' the paces,
baby, we real hungry
I'm like a junkie in a sense,
it don't make dollars, it don't make sense
So fuck bein' locked behind a fence,
liquor
Fokis 
