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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Money Man
Money Man
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gavriil Shadrin
Gavriil Shadrin
Songwriter
Murenets Nikita
Murenets Nikita
Songwriter
Tysen Jay Bolding
Tysen Jay Bolding
Songwriter
Elijah Gull
Elijah Gull
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gavriil Shadrin
Gavriil Shadrin
Producer
Murenets Nikita
Murenets Nikita
Producer
Ghazi
Ghazi
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Sean Sauce Chapman
Sean Sauce Chapman
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Demitrius Lewis II
Demitrius Lewis II
Assistant Mastering Engineer
DocPlayboi
DocPlayboi
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Actin' gangsta on the internet, guess what, I'm not impressed
It was fluffy first but this vacuum seal made it compressed
On the phone with lil' bro, money counters in the back
We was blowin' every dime but we saved it and we stacked
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I rock so many Cubans, **** think I signed to Emmit
Bought that bitch a BBL just so she can juice her image
I ain't cuffin', I ain't selfish, you can have her when I'm finished
I can't let my guard down even though I'm comfy in the trenches
[Verse 3]
When you from the streets, they treat you like you dumb, but I got sense
Purple rain inside my styrofoam, I'm listening to Prince
Treat her like a queen, AP on her wrist, her Cuban honeycomb
I can never tell my parter on that jail phone, he ain't comin' home
[Verse 4]
My girl keep readin' my horoscope to me, she say it's retrograde
I started selling' sacks of weed when I was in the seventh grade
On Melrose in a Maybach, heard it's dangerous in LA
Got my button out in Cali, ****, try, it's DOA, yeah
[Verse 5]
First you find the plug and then you build
Make sure them numbers low
Bad bitch, she from Lebanon
I met her at the cookie store
New York bitch, she a bad vibe, she a rotten apple
We might have to run a **** down so we not rockin' sandals
[Verse 6]
Take you to a place you never seen before
Addicted to my lifestyle, she gon' fiend for more
My youngin's at the store, they tryna up the score
I'm a lion in the jungle, baby, hear me roar
[Verse 7]
Solo like a tiger but I work well in a pack
I seen **** tryna run but they had got shot in the back
Got a vegan bitch, she crazy, man, she think the Earth is flat
Shawty want me to hit her raw, she want a baby, it's a trap
[Verse 8]
They don't know a **** pain, boy, my hood is like Iraq
If you get locked up, don't call my phone, the feds be tappin' that
In the morning weighing Gelato up and eating Apple Jacks
Me and Juney in Miami, we in Lambs, we back to back
[Verse 9]
All these chains bitches think that I'm Exotic Diamond P
My bitch ain't got no waist, she must be drinkin' on flat tummy tea
Just like Marcus Smart, you know I stay on guard, I'm playin' D
Told my partner, take my life, you see me snitchin' on TV
[Verse 10]
Made a lot of sacrifices but it paid off in the end
I can't lie, when you get money, you gon' lose a lot of friends
I don't think about the past, I put this blockchain in the wind
My girl might flatline you, we got matching F&N's
[Verse 11]
Take you to a place you never seen before
Addicted to my lifestyle, she gon' fiend for more
My youngin's at the store, they tryna up the score
I'm a lion in the jungle, baby, hear me roar
Written by: Elijah Alexander Gull, Gavriil Shadrin, Murenets Nikita, Tysen Jay Bolding
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