Big Trin - Money To Make lyrics

rate me

Ft. Prince Greg

(Intro)

Small one, this NBM in this muthafucka

No pressure, no diamonds

Look!

(Verse)

I'm in my hometown where all the niggas hate

Cuz they bitches go down on a nigga

PG came thru to break this pound wit a nigga

Have the town hot wit this pot, while we million dolla plot

Neva gave a fuck, I take all the chances

Cuz the one ya prolly missed was probably the answer uh

Niggas always talkin' bout they rappers huh?

Really they rappers to this package that I trap fo' funds

Pussy they callin'...

But all I can focus on this money that is comin' to my wallet

Stressed at the bar, drinkin' two dolla ya call it's

Thinkin' should of listened to my mom and went to college

But it's all good

Cuz fear don't exist, they instill it in us

They try and cut him out but God still in us

Wit that simple fact, I'm a make it

Hear the hate but promise it'll neva change it

Born number 1, that's what I remain

Like I paid fo' the street, stayed in my lane

Lookin' at the same pic gotta different frame tho

Mine gold and dusty cuz mines old

I been in that station promise neva told

I say fuck the police wit stripper pole

They ain't here to help a nigga homie neva fold

Human like me but got rights to bust down my door where they do that at

(Hook x2)

Where they do that at

My bitch in luv wit my new strap

That they'll try but neva take

Cuz I'll put eight in their face

Sit back, got money to make

I sit back, got money to make

Sit back, got money to make

I sit back, got money to make

Sit back, got money to make!

(Verse 2)

I'm just a yung player tryna get paid

Who that? Somebody knockin' at my window

Foreva chasin' green like my first name Ceelo

She know he know life is the Olympics, I'm comin' to snatch gold like my name Debo

Even if yo grandmah gave it to ya, I see ya thru ya

Cuz I see nothin' but cash

Niggas tone change what ya show em the strap

Swimmin' in fire what a hell of a life

Livin' in a world somebody paid wit his life

Lookin' fo' the nigga that made the rules in it

Entertained the lies, ignored the truth in it

Nah no prescription I'm smokin' on medicine

I am stronger then heroin

Ya would think that my mind is a grave yard

Cuz all I think about are dead presidents

Champagne when I'm thirsty, It's a loss nigga, if it ain't first place

Hoes tell me I'm different like I wear two chains and want a big booty ho fo' my birthday

I did things that I neva would of did

If the things that I did didn't have to be done

If ya lookin' fo' a sucker, I'm sorry I'm not him

Respect I get paid in full like Rakim

I tell em, Speak up when ya talkin' to me

Nah lil nigga ya ain't talkin' to me

I know damn well ya ain't talkin' to me

Cuz I only talk paper and ya talkin' fo' free, yeah

(Hook x2)

Where they do that at

My bitch in luv wit my new strap

That they'll try but neva take

Cuz I'll put eight in their face

Sit back, got money to make

I sit back, got money to make

Sit back, got money to make

I sit back, got money to make

Sit back, got money to make!