I Got Money Now (feat. JID)

Lyrics

I got money now, ooh
 Ayy, ooh, damn, okay
 Ayy-ooh, ayy-ooh
 Ooh
 Remember they told me that I wouldn't get it
 Then I went and got it
 Shit, uh
 I ain't have shit but lint in my pockets, nigga
 I was havin' withdrawals, now I'm at the bank, makin' deposits, nigga
 Shout out to 50
 Boy get rich or die tryin', ain't no other option, I gotta go get it
 Remember my mom bein' broke as a joke
 Pay the rent with the light bill, shawty
 They cut of the lights it was dark at the house
 But I knew I was bright still, shawty
 Then they cut off the heat and my heart
 Got cold, I'm talkin' about ice chills, shawty
 I knew I was great
 Even though niggas hated, I made it like Mike-WiLL, shawty
 Went from eatin' on ramen to gettin' it poppin'
 Can't take shit for granted, you know how we rockin'
 I made it look easy, like Straight Outta Compton
 And now I'm on go ain't no motherfuckin' stoppin'
 You seen what I saw comin' up from the bottom
 Made me a menace like Dennis, no Rodman
 Gettin' the shit, ain't no motherfuckin' problem
 Said get 'em, I got 'em, quit fuckin' around nigga
 Nigga fire the blunt, ayy
 For all of the time we were late on
 The rent at the first of the month, ayy
 It was PB&J in bed and now we eatin' on conch for lunch, ayy
 Now I walk in the store with my momma and tell her to buy
 What she want, I ain't hearin' that shit that you talking 'bout
 Shut the fuck up, I got money now
 Bitch
 (Ayy, ooh, shit, oh-oh)
 I got money now, ayy, I got-
 Bitch
 Once upon a time though
 Ayy-ooh
 I ain't had no money, my niggas was hungry
 My pockets was empty like Chick-Fil-A, Sunday
 My future was pretty, my past was ugly
 But now I'm back in my bag lil' buddy
 We got the shit out the motherfuckin' mud
 And now we wasn't fresh but we wasn't bummy
 That shit ain't no joke when your money be funny
 So I had to jump in the game like Jumanji
 I ain't had no money to help out my momma
 That shit had me frustrated, shawty
 Lookin' back at the second
 The end of the month, like my nigga we just made it, shawty
 Now the baddest bitches be tryna fuck
 I can get them all butt naked, shawty
 I ain't even tryna fuck on my ex no more
 Tell that bitch I done upgraded, shawty
 Find out what I was worth then I put on a tax
 Built my foundation, on Fenty, no MAC
 Stay out the way go get the money and stack
 But my momma still workin', I cannot relax
 These niggas goofy, I'm turnt to the max
 I got your babe by my side word to Zack (ayy, ayy, ayy)
 And I'm with Von, Quez, Dre and Mac
 Nigga we off the broke and we ain't goin' back
 Nigga fire the blunt, ayy
 For all of the time we were late on
 The rent at the first of the month, ayy
 It was PB&J in bed and now we eatin' on conch for lunch, ayy
 Now I walk in the store with my momma and tell her to buy
 What she want, I ain't hearin' that shit that you talking 'bout
 Shut the fuck up, I got money now
 Bitch
 (Ayy, ooh, shit, oh-oh)
 I got money now
 Bitch
 Look, look
 'Member we stayed in apartment, the house was provided by government
 And my cousin that slept on the couch
 With the oven open, bitch he felt like The Revenant
 Get the covers and read a new cover to cut the shit
 I've been fuckin' this shit out my bucket list
 Drop my nuts on the lips of a lusty bitch
 For the love of the money, I'm bussin', who tryna take it from me?
 Shit, I'ma need commissary
 If you come for the commas, the consequences, very common sense
 To tell 'em comin' from never havin' shit is scary as killin' a bear
 The frigidity is a bitch, Will Perry in, it's six
 An enigma nigra in a tinted Benz
 I done missed the pen then I gripped the pen
 Niggas slit me in, nigga this revenge
 Fuck what they talkin'
 I got a driver but I was just walkin'
 I'm a survivor like Jigga lil' shawty
 But I was the littlest pick of the litter, would shit on my pop
 Not at the top so if I ever drop, I ain't goin' to fall
 But we goin' far as forever, infinity
 It ain't no quittin', we hold that thought
 Nigga fire the blunt, ayy
 For all of the time we were late on
 The rent at the first of the month, ayy
 It was PB&J in bed and now we eatin' on conch for lunch, ayy
 Now I walk in the store with my momma and tell her to buy
 What she want, I ain't hearin' that shit that you talking 'bout
 Shut the fuck up, I got money now
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:38
Key
11
Tempo
133 BPM

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