NIPSEY HUSSLE

NIPSEY HUSSLE - New Money

rate me

Soon as I step out on the scene camera's flash

Got my cash right

Living like I'm stuck in a dream

It must be that new money

Hundred on the turnpike

Momma wish you could see this new money

When I hop up out the jet

New money

Out the pearly sky

Hey there's new money

Never going broke my bank got new money

Momma how I wish you could see this new money

I stack rubber band rags

All tags get invaded

My subtle ass saying fuck the system that enslaved us

We want it all but won't let it all change us

So we don't respect players that playing that say they played it

To confident fools I choose not to say shit

The rocks in my jewels are viewed as my language

I've been to shit so I don't take it to the brain

When these pretty flight attendants compliment me on my fragrance

Louie on the baggage claim, Pirelli on the pavement

Yves Saint Laurant Jean Paul Gaultier scent

A hundred thousand plus monthly yeah I make it

Kept it on some

They see me on TV and swear to God I'm changing

But ask BET if I was back stage blazing

This new money got these old niggas hating

Better know my aim is amazing

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