Money ain't a thing
Just a tag homie
Shorty so bad
Got a tag on her
If a nigga outta line
Put a tag on em
You can have it if you want it
Just a tag shawty
You can find me in the city
Get Residuals
You ain't got enough hustle
Get physical
If you wit me
Then you gotta have a backbone
I'm the plug
So You know I got two phones
And you know my chic bad
She a redbone
Pop tags
I'm the it & I'm lit, Holmes
Gotta get it, is you wit it
Got that juice, woe
If I want it then I get it
No fluke, woe, woe
Talk about it
Than route it
Yeah!, we gone see,
I don't worry bout a loss
Cause a boss gone eat
Got your budget on my neck
And your rent on feet
See it in your eyes
What you think bout me
Live it up, litty up
Soon, they gone see
Clown ass niggas
Can't f*ck wit me
Legend in the making
Shall I proceed
Back then didn't want me
Now I'm what they need
I don't give five a f*ck
What life taught me
Niggaz, gone hate
But the chain gone freeze
Long as I'm straight
And the fam succeed
Then it's all copacetic
Competition can breath
Money ain't a thang
Money ain't thing
Just a tag homie
Shorty so bad
Got a tag on her
If a nigga outta line
Put a tag on em
You can have it if you want it
Just a tag homie
You know where I'm at
Come and get me
Ima threat
But nobody f*cking with me
Yeah I'm crazy
But the doc can't fix me
Got wounds
Pray the lord come stitch me
First the hustle
Then I learned how to rap
Thank God, Thank God for the trap
If it wasn't for them streets and a dope fiends
Many, many nights, most won't gone eat
F*cking waiting, dog ima go and get it
Kamikaze
Ima make the world feel it
They gone hate you when aura too eccentric
Self-made and I move so exquisite
Talking money, then you got my attention
If you talk it, better live it
If you owe me, better give it
From the trenches
Jumping fences
If I want it, got get it
Got take it, nothing's given
Get the product, then you flip it
If you got it
It ain't tricking
Get a pass
Where your ticket
If he distant
Than he snitching
Better watch
Who in your kitchen
Homie say he real
No missions
All I know
Gotta get it
How I'm living
Money ain't a thing
Just a tag homie
Shorty so bad
Got a tag on her
If a nigga outta line
Put a tag on em
TyeWil - Tag on It Lyrics
TyeWil - Tag on It Lyrics
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Money ain't a thing
Just a tag homie
Shorty so bad
Got a tag on her
If a nigga outta line
Put a tag on em
You can have it if you want it
Just a tag shawty
You can find me in the city
Get Residuals
You ain't got enough hustle
Get physical
If you wit me
Then you gotta have a backbone
I'm the plug
So You know I got two phones
And you know my chic bad
She a redbone
Pop tags
I'm the it & I'm lit, Holmes
Gotta get it, is you wit it
Got that juice, woe
If I want it then I get it
No fluke, woe, woe
Talk about it
Than route it
Yeah!, we gone see,
I don't worry bout a loss
Cause a boss gone eat
Got your budget on my neck
And your rent on feet
See it in your eyes
What you think bout me
Live it up, litty up
Soon, they gone see
Clown ass niggas
Can't f*ck wit me
Legend in the making
Shall I proceed
Back then didn't want me
Now I'm what they need
I don't give five a f*ck
What life taught me
Niggaz, gone hate
But the chain gone freeze
Long as I'm straight
And the fam succeed
Then it's all copacetic
Competition can breath
Money ain't a thang
Money ain't thing
Just a tag homie
Shorty so bad
Got a tag on her
If a nigga outta line
Put a tag on em
You can have it if you want it
Just a tag homie
You know where I'm at
Come and get me
Ima threat
But nobody f*cking with me
Yeah I'm crazy
But the doc can't fix me
Got wounds
Pray the lord come stitch me
First the hustle
Then I learned how to rap
Thank God, Thank God for the trap
If it wasn't for them streets and a dope fiends
Many, many nights, most won't gone eat
F*cking waiting, dog ima go and get it
Kamikaze
Ima make the world feel it
They gone hate you when aura too eccentric
Self-made and I move so exquisite
Talking money, then you got my attention
If you talk it, better live it
If you owe me, better give it
From the trenches
Jumping fences
If I want it, got get it
Got take it, nothing's given
Get the product, then you flip it
If you got it
It ain't tricking
Get a pass
Where your ticket
If he distant
Than he snitching
Better watch
Who in your kitchen
Homie say he real
No missions
All I know
Gotta get it
How I'm living
Money ain't a thing
Just a tag homie
Shorty so bad
Got a tag on her
If a nigga outta line
Put a tag on em
Just a tag homie
Shorty so bad
Got a tag on her
If a nigga outta line
Put a tag on em
You can have it if you want it
Just a tag shawty
You can find me in the city
Get Residuals
You ain't got enough hustle
Get physical
If you wit me
Then you gotta have a backbone
I'm the plug
So You know I got two phones
And you know my chic bad
She a redbone
Pop tags
I'm the it & I'm lit, Holmes
Gotta get it, is you wit it
Got that juice, woe
If I want it then I get it
No fluke, woe, woe
Talk about it
Than route it
Yeah!, we gone see,
I don't worry bout a loss
Cause a boss gone eat
Got your budget on my neck
And your rent on feet
See it in your eyes
What you think bout me
Live it up, litty up
Soon, they gone see
Clown ass niggas
Can't f*ck wit me
Legend in the making
Shall I proceed
Back then didn't want me
Now I'm what they need
I don't give five a f*ck
What life taught me
Niggaz, gone hate
But the chain gone freeze
Long as I'm straight
And the fam succeed
Then it's all copacetic
Competition can breath
Money ain't a thang
Money ain't thing
Just a tag homie
Shorty so bad
Got a tag on her
If a nigga outta line
Put a tag on em
You can have it if you want it
Just a tag homie
You know where I'm at
Come and get me
Ima threat
But nobody f*cking with me
Yeah I'm crazy
But the doc can't fix me
Got wounds
Pray the lord come stitch me
First the hustle
Then I learned how to rap
Thank God, Thank God for the trap
If it wasn't for them streets and a dope fiends
Many, many nights, most won't gone eat
F*cking waiting, dog ima go and get it
Kamikaze
Ima make the world feel it
They gone hate you when aura too eccentric
Self-made and I move so exquisite
Talking money, then you got my attention
If you talk it, better live it
If you owe me, better give it
From the trenches
Jumping fences
If I want it, got get it
Got take it, nothing's given
Get the product, then you flip it
If you got it
It ain't tricking
Get a pass
Where your ticket
If he distant
Than he snitching
Better watch
Who in your kitchen
Homie say he real
No missions
All I know
Gotta get it
How I'm living
Money ain't a thing
Just a tag homie
Shorty so bad
Got a tag on her
If a nigga outta line
Put a tag on em
Writer: Tyriek Wilson
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