Boy they hate that I've been running up my bag
I've been staying up all night I've been grinding off my ass
I've been making beats in class And they say that I've been destined to be great, I can't be last
But everybody stay hatin', they try and say that I'm bad, my skin be thicker than glass
But now I'm in my bag, I've been getting straight to the money, my only focus is cash
I've been out there swerving in the V8 with my homies
Everybody always acting friendly, you don't know me
Said I'm from the city where they rob you with the gold teeth
Said I'm from the city where your blood don't make you brodie
Got me running up my bag I'm with Cutthroat I pop a tag
I'm with brodie, he in the scat, we gon' spend it and make it back
Drop a part, that's another rack, tell the DJ to run it back
I asked my brodie how we gonna make these millions with no packs
Got me running up my bag I'm with Cutthroat I pop a tag
I'm with brodie, he in the scat, we gon' spend it and make it back
Drop a part, that's another rack, tell the DJ to run it back
I asked my brodie how we gonna make these millions with no packs
Boy they tell me keep it real when I be rapping on the stage
Niggas know that I been making all this money catching plays
We was out there trying to run it up, my brodie kept a K
But free my cousin out that pen, he got 30 up in that cage
When we growing up in Baden, my brodie he kept a rake
Got some homies that sided with me, I love them late from the lake
Mixed two thirties inside the cup, now my body gon' start to shake
You know that 1942, Azul, Hennessy be the way
Supercharged with V8 motor, always got it turning over, I might have to go and get it in the rain
If they try to knock me down, I'mma turn it back around, full 180 come back hit them in they face
Got me running up my bag I'm with Cutthroat I pop a tag
I'm with brodie, he in the scat, we gon' spend it and make it back
Drop a part, that's another rack, tell the DJ to run it back
I asked my brodie how we gonna make these millions with no packs
Got me running up my bag I'm with Cutthroat I pop a tag
I'm with brodie, he in the scat, we gon' spend it and make it back
Drop a part, that's another rack, tell the DJ to run it back
I asked my brodie how we gonna make these millions with no packs
Jacques Aroha - Money Mentality Lyrics
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Boy they hate that I've been running up my bag
I've been staying up all night I've been grinding off my ass
I've been making beats in class And they say that I've been destined to be great, I can't be last
But everybody stay hatin', they try and say that I'm bad, my skin be thicker than glass
But now I'm in my bag, I've been getting straight to the money, my only focus is cash
I've been out there swerving in the V8 with my homies
Everybody always acting friendly, you don't know me
Said I'm from the city where they rob you with the gold teeth
Said I'm from the city where your blood don't make you brodie
Got me running up my bag I'm with Cutthroat I pop a tag
I'm with brodie, he in the scat, we gon' spend it and make it back
Drop a part, that's another rack, tell the DJ to run it back
I asked my brodie how we gonna make these millions with no packs
Got me running up my bag I'm with Cutthroat I pop a tag
I'm with brodie, he in the scat, we gon' spend it and make it back
Drop a part, that's another rack, tell the DJ to run it back
I asked my brodie how we gonna make these millions with no packs
Boy they tell me keep it real when I be rapping on the stage
Niggas know that I been making all this money catching plays
We was out there trying to run it up, my brodie kept a K
But free my cousin out that pen, he got 30 up in that cage
When we growing up in Baden, my brodie he kept a rake
Got some homies that sided with me, I love them late from the lake
Mixed two thirties inside the cup, now my body gon' start to shake
You know that 1942, Azul, Hennessy be the way
Supercharged with V8 motor, always got it turning over, I might have to go and get it in the rain
If they try to knock me down, I'mma turn it back around, full 180 come back hit them in they face
Got me running up my bag I'm with Cutthroat I pop a tag
I'm with brodie, he in the scat, we gon' spend it and make it back
Drop a part, that's another rack, tell the DJ to run it back
I asked my brodie how we gonna make these millions with no packs
Got me running up my bag I'm with Cutthroat I pop a tag
I'm with brodie, he in the scat, we gon' spend it and make it back
Drop a part, that's another rack, tell the DJ to run it back
I asked my brodie how we gonna make these millions with no packs
I've been staying up all night I've been grinding off my ass
I've been making beats in class And they say that I've been destined to be great, I can't be last
But everybody stay hatin', they try and say that I'm bad, my skin be thicker than glass
But now I'm in my bag, I've been getting straight to the money, my only focus is cash
I've been out there swerving in the V8 with my homies
Everybody always acting friendly, you don't know me
Said I'm from the city where they rob you with the gold teeth
Said I'm from the city where your blood don't make you brodie
Got me running up my bag I'm with Cutthroat I pop a tag
I'm with brodie, he in the scat, we gon' spend it and make it back
Drop a part, that's another rack, tell the DJ to run it back
I asked my brodie how we gonna make these millions with no packs
Got me running up my bag I'm with Cutthroat I pop a tag
I'm with brodie, he in the scat, we gon' spend it and make it back
Drop a part, that's another rack, tell the DJ to run it back
I asked my brodie how we gonna make these millions with no packs
Boy they tell me keep it real when I be rapping on the stage
Niggas know that I been making all this money catching plays
We was out there trying to run it up, my brodie kept a K
But free my cousin out that pen, he got 30 up in that cage
When we growing up in Baden, my brodie he kept a rake
Got some homies that sided with me, I love them late from the lake
Mixed two thirties inside the cup, now my body gon' start to shake
You know that 1942, Azul, Hennessy be the way
Supercharged with V8 motor, always got it turning over, I might have to go and get it in the rain
If they try to knock me down, I'mma turn it back around, full 180 come back hit them in they face
Got me running up my bag I'm with Cutthroat I pop a tag
I'm with brodie, he in the scat, we gon' spend it and make it back
Drop a part, that's another rack, tell the DJ to run it back
I asked my brodie how we gonna make these millions with no packs
Got me running up my bag I'm with Cutthroat I pop a tag
I'm with brodie, he in the scat, we gon' spend it and make it back
Drop a part, that's another rack, tell the DJ to run it back
I asked my brodie how we gonna make these millions with no packs
Writer: Christopher Williams
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