More money more problems
F*ck it I just Gucci my collar
Next week I'ma do Damier...
In the streets the money thing only thing that's getting saved
And I'm take it to the grave, can't
Let them crackers turn me to a slave
I Put that on my momma I'm to used to getting paid
If I catch a charge I'ma have to take em on the run
With a fully stuffed duffle it ain't filled with no ones
Filled with HUNDOS
Designer and fully loaded guns
I was raised with killers they as grizzly as they come
And you don't want to meet em
I was young still doing drugs shit
Ain't give a f*ck about my grades man
I was too busy getting blazed man
Pull up niggas hit you wit the K (Blam)
Now I'm older still ain't sober
Still don't show no love naw
Loyalty the only thing that pays
And I'm show it to the grave
Yeah I'm a take it to the grave
More money more problems
F*ck it I just Gucci my collar
Next week I'm do Damier
You looking for it nigga I got it yeah
More money more problems
F*ck it I just Gucci my collar
Next week I'ma do Damier
You looking for it nigga I got
You looking for it nigga I got it
You looking for your bitch shit I got her
There's always mo money mo problems
Pistol on me don't make me pop it yeah
And I was never into college
But I kept some bitches that could give me college head
No tuition had to get some street knowledge
In the school of hard knocks for them dollars
F*ck it I'm just getting more stylish
F*ck it I might go and fly private
And hit some foreign bitches on island yeah
Make vid so you can see a nigga wilding yeah
More money problems
F*ck it I just Gucci my collar
Next week I'ma do Damier
You looking for it nigga I got it yeah
More money more problems
F*ck it I just Gucci my collar
Next week I'ma do Damier
You looking for it nigga I got it...