Peoples the Artist

Peoples the Artist - Money In The Air lyrics

rate me

London by night is the wonderful sight

there is magic abroad in the air

I'm often told that the streets turn to gold

turn gray, turn gray

All this week got my eyes looking sight means

money counting homie this is where you find me

but plenty ever sky our dreams on little way

pass the drink hope the liquor take the pain away

my nigga call said this baby mother trippin on em

and he afraid that he won't see won't get to know

just the thoughts of a nigga on me

been gone for a minute so let's get to smoking yeah

heard the shottin up the block from my mama's house

see a side tryin to figure what the drama's bout

flame let that boy looking like a raising

them niggas bangin with more metal and I made it

I'm the truth and all niggas is fantasia

..a lot of gang niggas know the came came up

nowadays getting money what it's all about

remember how we all started out

Hook:

I try to give my cup blowing smoke out the window

dough money in the air

tryin to give my cup blowing smoke out the window

dough money in the air

I try to give my cup blowing smoke out the window

dough money in the air

tryin to give my cup blowing smoke out the window

dough money in the air

She's touch down I'm chillin with the mob

repeat defenders all my niggas ain't getting jobs

still keep the half of zipping the sandwich back

girl calling and I'm beggin me the sandwich that

romance still talking my mouth for

another murder fucking up the property value

and losing this doubtful plus my whole team is real nigga

so we gonna do it with you without you

I'm in the sky sing me up in the ozone

you claim to be a pimp but you ain't got no phone

getting no brand follow on a new road

and tired of bullshit remind me of cool coach

building my name to a mountain of proof

with chicks swallow them kids from found the youth

I grind got my neck looking out the..

a little something for the non-believers

[Hook:]

Young boss showing up the means of streets clothes

beef is like.. they thought what she calls

call me the peat show and I ain't try to gamble with life

'cause when you better against the house you leave broke

and if you rich and then your brain is working

but then your head's shot one thing is for certain

this is the peat show and the game's curtains

put the petals to the floor when the lanes is merging

I'm with the camp may hammer killer

with dump and manage we can't change gorrilaz

it's been a while so I holla the big

tryin replace us stepping in some big shoes

hit the..baby don't forget the switches

switch the lanes while the girl pulling on my zipper

take em down so I'm down in the streets

so I'm mother f*cking asking for me

you can tell em my guy

[Hook:]

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