Money, bitches
They always want em
We don't talk about
We just get em
Money, bitches
They always want em
We don't talk about
We just get em
Money, bitches
They always want em
We don't talk about
We just get em
Money, bitches
They always want em
We don't talk about
We just get em
How these niggas always want the money
But they stay acting funny
All they rhymes got ABC's
But they still mumbling why don't i go back and teach you your ABC's
Don't you know me?
I'm that nigga yo shawty call daddy
She just sucked me off in a Caddy
Got a V8 roll louder than a roller coaster
Might as well nut on a coaster serve it to her because she love me
Next thing I know you gon say "f*ck me"
Weird ass niggas turning into groupies
Do anything for like 2 rupees
But my pinky ring got 2 rubies
Illest nigga alive make me a movie
About my life that's yet to begun
Before my life end early from the end of a gun
Niggas busting .44 like they Biggie ready to kick in the door
But I'm still a nigga working like i'm poor
This song just a little into my past lore
Money, bitches
They always want em
We don't talk about
We just get em
Money, bitches
They always want em
We don't talk about
We just get em
Watching stars at night
Wishing about my life
Wondering which way is right
Since all the hooks in a fight come from the left
Just another bar that went over ya head
Still all just be niggas who end up six feet under
Sometimes I ponder upon the stars
If it's meant to align for me to have more than material things like a car
Guess we'll just find out as I release these bars
Eshrack_ - Watching Stars Lyrics
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Money, bitches
They always want em
We don't talk about
We just get em
Money, bitches
They always want em
We don't talk about
We just get em
Money, bitches
They always want em
We don't talk about
We just get em
Money, bitches
They always want em
We don't talk about
We just get em
How these niggas always want the money
But they stay acting funny
All they rhymes got ABC's
But they still mumbling why don't i go back and teach you your ABC's
Don't you know me?
I'm that nigga yo shawty call daddy
She just sucked me off in a Caddy
Got a V8 roll louder than a roller coaster
Might as well nut on a coaster serve it to her because she love me
Next thing I know you gon say "f*ck me"
Weird ass niggas turning into groupies
Do anything for like 2 rupees
But my pinky ring got 2 rubies
Illest nigga alive make me a movie
About my life that's yet to begun
Before my life end early from the end of a gun
Niggas busting .44 like they Biggie ready to kick in the door
But I'm still a nigga working like i'm poor
This song just a little into my past lore
Money, bitches
They always want em
We don't talk about
We just get em
Money, bitches
They always want em
We don't talk about
We just get em
Watching stars at night
Wishing about my life
Wondering which way is right
Since all the hooks in a fight come from the left
Just another bar that went over ya head
Still all just be niggas who end up six feet under
Sometimes I ponder upon the stars
If it's meant to align for me to have more than material things like a car
Guess we'll just find out as I release these bars
They always want em
We don't talk about
We just get em
Money, bitches
They always want em
We don't talk about
We just get em
Money, bitches
They always want em
We don't talk about
We just get em
Money, bitches
They always want em
We don't talk about
We just get em
How these niggas always want the money
But they stay acting funny
All they rhymes got ABC's
But they still mumbling why don't i go back and teach you your ABC's
Don't you know me?
I'm that nigga yo shawty call daddy
She just sucked me off in a Caddy
Got a V8 roll louder than a roller coaster
Might as well nut on a coaster serve it to her because she love me
Next thing I know you gon say "f*ck me"
Weird ass niggas turning into groupies
Do anything for like 2 rupees
But my pinky ring got 2 rubies
Illest nigga alive make me a movie
About my life that's yet to begun
Before my life end early from the end of a gun
Niggas busting .44 like they Biggie ready to kick in the door
But I'm still a nigga working like i'm poor
This song just a little into my past lore
Money, bitches
They always want em
We don't talk about
We just get em
Money, bitches
They always want em
We don't talk about
We just get em
Watching stars at night
Wishing about my life
Wondering which way is right
Since all the hooks in a fight come from the left
Just another bar that went over ya head
Still all just be niggas who end up six feet under
Sometimes I ponder upon the stars
If it's meant to align for me to have more than material things like a car
Guess we'll just find out as I release these bars
Writer: Eshrack Mohammed
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