Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Money Man
Money Man
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tysen Jay Bolding
Tysen Jay Bolding
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yung Lan
Yung Lan
Producer

Lyrics

They tried to put me in the dirt (Yung Lan on the track) I had to take her to pound town after I put a nigga on a shirt I told 'em that I got two phones, my nigga, I'm movin' with purpose Stickin' to the code, what's goin' on? These niggas be fightin' the Percs I bought this shit off drug money, nigga better not step on my turf I hang around with some real killers, if you scared, then go to church I ain't wanna get on no gangsta shit, but fuck nigga tried me first I look at me like I'm blessed, but the opps might look at me like I'm cursed Look at all this pain I bring, slide through and paint the scene Bitch, I'm like a famous king, I should do famous things I put shit on gangsta lean, don't put my name in things 'Cause when you say my name, it rings and that start changin' things (yeah, ho) I'm addicted to money, I'm addicted to bitches that got good pussy, but can't do nothin' for me I laugh to keep from cryin', but really it ain't shit funny Every decision I make be for my kids, they can't go hungry, nah, they can't go hungry Bitch, I'm pressure, that's why I ain't text you Look at me, don't it look like I need extra? Bitch, I'm not regular Drivin' some shit that don't come out 'til next year, shit came with Alexa I don't want shit that's gon' come with electric, I call it collectors, I'm ju' like Hugh Hefner, uh Diamond charm, protected with the glizzy, yeah From the slums, you ain't really with me, yeah You a pawn, you ain't really did it, yeah Bubblegum, pull up with the sticky, yeah They tried to put me in the dirt I had to take her to pound town after I put a nigga on a shirt I told 'em that I got two phones, my nigga, I'm movin' with purpose Stickin' to the code, what's goin' on? These niggas be fightin' the Percs I bought this shit off drug money, nigga better not step on my turf I hang around with some real killers, if you scared, then go to church I ain't wanna get on no gangsta shit, but fuck nigga tried me first I look at me like I'm blessed, but the opps might look at me like I'm cursed (Opps might look at me like I'm cursed)
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