Quan the Don313 - Money Piles (feat. Money Power & Crowned Stevo Beatz) Lyrics

Ooh, Steve-O did this one

(Quan The Don313 Verse)

Straight like that, baby
Big Roxi gang in the building, nigga
Tryna take a hunnid, make a million pile

Time for invest I can make a million smile
All these wannabe gangsters locked up, going through a million trials
Nigga set up on the stand, acting like he really down
It's best to move in silence, this life shit is a process

Watch my daddy go through the system, it was part of the process
On the money mode and tryna enjoy my f*cking progress
I just go up in the booth to make this music timeless
Cardi on my arm, got these bitches throbbing

Diamonds on my neck, my chains steady colliding
Had to take some risks just to sit up on the island
My time, we the label, we had to go and make some options
All these snakes in the grass, steady out here plotting

And this watch on my wrist, steady out here clotting
I done put in too much work to even think about stopping
Tryna own a hunnid buildings and get these billions popping
Nigga swear he was in a trap but wasn't really copping

We just run this damn business, yeah we vision this shit
The more money come, the more interesting it get
Mo' pills on the load, bout to make me a flip
Molly water on my soul, bout to take me a trip

Smoking out the pound, we came from eightys and zips
Nigga swear that he was gangsta but he faking that shit
Feeling like Quavo, I straighten this shit

(Money Power Verse)

I'm off a 3-5, a cookie and an 8, I can't feel my face
Naw, I can't say that
I'm off a 3-5, a cookie and an 8, I just spilled my drink
Chopper on the side, kick it hard it a flip a tank
He ask me if I'm hittin heads, what the f*ck you think

You think the opps trying to get the ups on me, they gon' die today
In the trap, me and my scale, got good history
I can make the soft turn hard, I got good chemistry
I blew a dub, then I blew 30, it ain't shit me

You say you on my head but won't step like, are you kidding me
SRT ain't no catching me bitch, this a hellcat
Niggas think I fell off, I just fell back
This freak bitch, she don't like to talk, but she sell cat

You gotta have racks, if you try to hit it from the back
On to the next bitch, cause I don't pay for pussy
If you got 5k and a Glock, you can book
My bitch named Taraj, I go Lucis for the cookie

Walk a nigga down in a ski and a hoodie
It go suwoop, I say that shit every single time
When I throw a 5, I'ma hit the switch you can't hide