That Money

I need energy
Straight from the galaxy
Looked up and asked them, please
Now I’m blessed like I sneezed
Oh my god I’m awake
Like I escaped them gates
Holding me back from a place
From A place that I loved now hate
Cause I can see clearly now
These niggas really fear me now
Oh y’all gone hear me now
Cause I got the cleanest sound
Bitch, I been doing this since I was in the 5th grade
Now I’m going even harder cause I needa to get paid
Man I’m done fearing this shit man I’m done being afraid
I’m the one for this shit like I invented the game
Bitch, I’m the one for this shit like I invented the game
Bitch, I’m a mother fuckin star and I know that I am
That’s why I never went hard, not the hardest I can
That’s why I never play smart, I already know who I am
You know the flow is from god, but you don’t understand
So imma tell you to sit down
Go ahead and give my crown
Don’t care if you not down
I’m Russian like Moscow
To the money with my style
In the jungle, we act wild
Got that click-clack and pow pow
So tell me what’s up now
You a stupid ass goofy-ass looking ass bitch
And if I catch you in my way then your ass goin get hit
Where my niggas getting paid man we running this shit
I swear to god we changed the game, started off broke as shit
Like standing outside bitch I’m outstanding
All my niggas down to ride and we all demanding
This could lead to homicide if you ain't planning
To motherfuckin die then bitch get bagging

4x
THAT Money
That money money

That money lookin good, bitch I need to eat
I was hungrier than a bitch growing up in these streets
So I started chasing greens instead of chasing the beef
Now they looking at me like how I get so clean
Ahh damn ahh damn
They don’t know who I am
And I don’t really give a fuck if they just don’t understand
I’m a monster on these beats and in the streets, I go ham
I’m about to take the game, cause I know that I can
Ooooh weee
Ooooh weee
Yeah They goin see
Imma get rich putting lyrics on these beats
And if I make it to the top the world will feel my heat
Let em know that Nasser’s here making a god damn scene
Chasing paper on my mind yeah I run towards green
Got the green light hoe yeah it’s time to eat
Ain’t nothing personal my nigga this is just the streets
That’s the way things go now it’s you or me