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MoneyBangin

by MoneyatMidnight

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[Hook] Why these niggas wanna do it like me Why these niggas wanna be who I be Why these niggas always filled with jealousy Why these niggas keep hatin' on me? They just mad can't do it like me Can't have my sauce no that shit ain't free If I walk thru you gotta pay a fee Copycat niggas tryna be who I be You just mad cause you can't do it like me It's so sad you tryna do it like me You a knockoff bitch and you look real cheap A Fundi Bag. Gubbi swag, Guzuki on your feet But over here it's the real thing I feel like Rae Sremmurd, all I do is swang You need to stop trying Can't do it like me, I'm everything you wanna be [Verse 1] You don't like me but you still my name in your mouth Hatin' ass nigga need to cut it out You ain't got no sauce Quad on the beat so you know we ain't finna take a loss I make moves like a boss You may not see it but nigga it ain't none of your business Matter fact you need to get you one, two, or four Cause your pockets on poor Me a drink, sip too much I can't even think Be careful not to blink too hard Or you just might miss me when I'm rollin down the street I see you lookin..., I see you lookin..., Tryna figure out how I do it MONEYMADEIT but bitch you already knew it If your pockets on empty gone get you some money Come ride with me if you want the big hundereds [Hook] Why these niggas wanna do it like me Why these niggas wanna be who I be Why these niggas always filled with jealousy Why these niggas keep hatin' on me? They just mad can't do it like me Can't have my sauce no that shit ain't free If I walk thru you gotta pay a fee Copycat niggas tryna be who I be You just mad cause you can't do it like me It's so sad you tryna do it like me You a knockoff bitch and you look real cheap A Fundi Bag. Gubbi swag, Guzuki on your feet But over here it's the real thing I feel like Rae Sremmurd, all I do is swang You need to stop trying Can't do it like me, I'm everything you wanna be [Verse 2] I need everything designer Resell saying that it's real they some liars It ain't real 'less you got it from me Gossip run real quick in these streets Everyday you wake up on some bitch nigga shit That's why I had to hit delete real quick I ain't got time for no wannabe's Especially if they wanna be like me I got myself and dammit man that's already enough My brain out here on some other stuff I be talkin to myself like nigga "What the fuck is you thinkin' or what is you doing?" But anyway let's back to the music Always talking shit I'm like how amusing News flash I don't care But all that bullshit you can take it somewhere else Gone gone get, gone gone kick rocks This right here ain't no rocket science Even if they made a clone of me you still could see that That nigga couldn't do it like me Sorry, but you just can't do it MONEYMADEIT, ain't no need to debate it SHADESGANG, Records, and Incorporated Palm trees ain't the only things that can be shady [Hook] Why these niggas wanna do it like me Why these niggas wanna be who I be Why these niggas always filled with jealousy Why these niggas keep hatin' on me? They just mad can't do it like me Can't have my sauce no that shit ain't free If I walk thru you gotta pay a fee Copycat niggas tryna be who I be You just mad cause you can't do it like me It's so sad you tryna do it like me You a knockoff bitch and you look real cheap A Fundi Bag. Gubbi swag, Guzuki on your feet But over here it's the real thing I feel like Rae Sremmurd, all I do is swang You need to stop trying Can't do it like me, I'm everything you wanna be
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[Hook] I ain't got no time for no video games Money stuck in my head, yea it's stuck in my brain I don't even sit down and watch TV #GETABAG on repeat, yea I ain't got no time for no video games Money stuck in my head, yea it's stuck in my brain I don't even sit down and watch TV #GETABAG on repeat [Verse 1] I feel like Fantasia I ain't got no time For that dumb shit, I would rather be in line To get on the money train, money calling my name Money all in my name, see where I'm going with this man? Being rich, it is just all in my blood And I don't have no time for a fucking scrub Creep on the haters just like TLC Diamonds on waterfall heading to the beach, yea [Hook] I ain't got no time for no video games Money stuck in my head, yea it's stuck in my brain I don't even sit down and watch TV #GETABAG on repeat, yea I ain't got no time for no video games Money stuck in my head, yea it's stuck in my brain I don't even sit down and watch TV #GETABAG on repeat [Verse 2] I know I talk about the money again and again But if I keep talkin 'bout it then it's bound to happen Correction, if I go out and get it Ain't got no time for you niggas Out here in the streets penny pinching Can't wait for the day I'm throwin dollars away Booking flights out to Paris, with my team, and we sharing All of this wealth, that we be making Next time if I go, I might come back sounding Jamaican [Hook] I ain't got no time for no video games Money stuck in my head, yea it's stuck in my brain I don't even sit down and watch TV #GETABAG on repeat, yea I ain't got no time for no video games Money stuck in my head, yea it's stuck in my brain I don't even sit down and watch TV #GETABAG on repeat
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[Hook] Quit texting my phone playing them late night games All this shit you sayin' really hurtin' my brain You better put down that controller and go get you some rank You wanna thumb through them hundreds Then go make you some bank, yea Late Night Games, all you do is play Late Night Games, but it's too late I'm tryna rest up so I can run that check up But you won't let me go to sleep You always playin' them [Verse 1] Young nigga hit my phone up, talkin' 'bout let's work But he was so confused, he didn't even know We wasn't on the same page, not on the same thing Told 'em hop the fuck up tryna play these late night games I'm just livin' out here, I'm tryna get rich But I might switch it up and just splash on a bitch But I ain't got time for games after 10 Either I'm sleep, or up, internet hustlin' Gotta make this money I got things that I want Might post it up on the snap like look what I just bought But don't hit my phone when you see I done moved on Playin' them late night games Like get the fuck up out my face yea Sittin' all alone in the dark, you play to many games Playin with my heart, I kicked your ass to the curb Fuck you now it's all about money I sold all my late night games For another plane ticket to Spain [Hook] Quit texting my phone playing them late night games All this shit you sayin' really hurtin' my brain You better put down that controller and go get you some rank You wanna thumb through them hundreds Then go make you some bank, yea Late Night Games, all you do is play Late Night Games, but it's too late I'm tryna rest up so I can run that check up But you won't let me go to sleep You always playin' them
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[Hook] Ain't got no money, yea you doing something wrong Nothin' is working, must be doing something wrong Yea you gotta switch it up sometimes If want it to work out, show me what you really 'bout You ate but you still hungry, yea you doin' something wrong That hoe took all your money shoulda kept your damn pants on Gotta learn how to operate in streets You done messed yourself up, tryna go and start some beef [Verse 1] Think about it, sit back and think about it Before you go and start some shit, see if you can get rid of it Now you know you ain't supposed to do that Running from the law 'cause you done got with a sack Bring it back Travis Porter You on Bootleg Law and Order Tryna steal a dime when you coulda just sold a rhyme Niggas slow these days, but they call they self a boss Little do they realize all the shit they doing is wrong Then they wanna hate on a real OG Cause all they shit is real, making money, got that mass appeal Niggas hattin and it's so sad Even worse them niggas leave in a body bag, damn [Hook] Ain't got no money, yea you doing something wrong Nothin' is working, must be doing something wrong Yea you gotta switch it up sometimes If want it to work out, show me what you really 'bout You ate but you still hungry, yea you doin' something wrong That hoe took all your money shoulda kept your damn pants on Gotta learn how to operate in streets You done messed yourself up, tryna go and start some beef [Verse 2] (Quadwoofer Bangz) Quadwoofer on the track No Ragu I think I just had a sauce attack A sauce overload, so much it overflow Niggas can be bitches and some hoes See how I switched it up You do that with business, but don't do that to your folk They'll leave yo ass starving, leave you in the cold Then you wanna try to run up thinkin' that shit going on You know you doin' something wrong, dummy [Hook] Ain't got no money, yea you doing something wrong Nothin' is working, must be doing something wrong Yea you gotta switch it up sometimes If want it to work out, show me what you really 'bout You ate but you still hungry, yea you doin' something wrong That hoe took all your money shoulda kept your damn pants on Gotta learn how to operate in streets You done messed yourself up, tryna go and start some beef
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Sound Alike 02:18
[Hook] All these rappers out here sound alike, yea Copy and paste, yea it's like they soundbites These rappers is wack, tryna sound alike Lame ass nigga need to get a life, ehh All these rappers out here yea they sound alike Like copy and paste, yea it's like they soundbites These rappers is wack, at tryna sound alike These lame ass niggas need to get a life [Verse 1] Mindin' my by business, scrolling thru the gram, eatin on cookies I was bored I ain't got nothing to do So a nigga said check his song, I'm like yea why not I check that shit out, got depressed, that shit wasn't even hot Lukewarm at the most, hell I don't even know Sound like a copycat version of Cee Lo But it was 10 times worse How that even work? That's another good beat thrown in the dirt [Hook] All these rappers out here sound alike, yea Copy and paste, yea it's like they soundbites These rappers is wack, tryna sound alike Lame ass nigga need to get a life, ehh All these rappers out here yea they sound alike Like copy and paste, yea it's like they soundbites These rappers is wack, at tryna sound alike These lame ass niggas need to get a life [Verse 2] I had to upgrade from just a SoundCloud nigga Gotta get paid even if it ain't much Me and you are different Gotta run up them numbers You just worried 'bout the clout But you ain't even got none Your game 'bout strong as a honey bun I do this shit for fun but I also do it for the money Skippa da Flippa said it best, DAMN Diamonds look like a picture 'Bouta blow up like a missle I'm all they way up, can't you see I'm the best thing since the flat screen [Hook] All these rappers out here sound alike, yea Copy and paste, yea it's like they soundbites These rappers is wack, tryna sound alike Lame ass nigga need to get a life, ehh All these rappers out here yea they sound alike Like copy and paste, yea it's like they soundbites These rappers is wack, at tryna sound alike These lame ass niggas need to get a life
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Stupid Money 02:44
[Hook] 100 thousand dollars just to play around with So much money you look at me and you know a nigga rich Stupid money, I might go spend it at the mall Stupid money, I might just stack it in the hall So much money, I go put that shit on display So much money, I went and made some more racks today When you got stupid money, you can go out and ball Broke life ain't the life I wanna live at all [Verse 1] Stupid money, that stupid money You don't know nothing 'bout that little dummy Flexin' all that small bank, but mine is way bigger Play with it I'm sending shot, niggas pullin' triggers Grabbin clips, grabbin macs, and I ain't talkin' 'bout a book But the front of it light up just like a macbook Be careful listening to me, cause you might get hooked Like a pirate, sitting here covered in gold on the island And I got that stupid money [Hook] 100 thousand dollars just to play around with So much money you look at me and you know a nigga rich Stupid money, I might go spend it at the mall Stupid money, I might just stack it in the hall So much money, I go put that shit on display So much money, I went and made some more racks today When you got stupid money, you can go out and ball Broke life ain't the life I wanna live at all [Verse 2] Can't be broke, no I can't get caught slippin' I'm hoping and wishin' that the Lord will come Bless me with that stupid money Stack it up like Bill Gates Like Donald Trump or so they say I know I gotta get mine But it might take a lil time, but I know I want it, but I gotta be patient Can't get hurt in these streets, not able to make no payments Cashed out on a Porsche fully loaded of course Like Ferrari I need something stupid with a horse [Hook] 100 thousand dollars just to play around with So much money you look at me and you know a nigga rich Stupid money, I might go spend it at the mall Stupid money, I might just stack it in the hall So much money, I go put that shit on display So much money, I went and made some more racks today When you got stupid money, you can go out and ball Broke life ain't the life I wanna live at all
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Throw It On 02:51
[Hook] Put this smile on my face, I throw it on Y'all see me but y'all really don't know what is going on Wake up I just get up and I throw some clothes on My whole mood is fuck niggas leave me alone Throw it on, I throw it on All that bullshit it just won't leave me alone I Throw it on, yea I throw it on I wanna be left alone, but you thinkin' somethin' wrong [Verse 1] I'm not in a competition with you lame ass niggas I throw my headphones on simply 'cause I don't wanna hear it Throw a smile on my face so they don't ask what's wrong I don't wanna hear it, I walk away, I move along, but Something's missin', and I don't know what Damn life got me down, I'm tryna get back up I don't wanna be sad, take my happy face and throw it on But the pressure keep building up, I think I'm 'bout to erupt I'm kinda stuck right now, why is life so hard Feel Like Whitney Houston in that scene in the Bodyguard Need to guard your life, need to guard your spouse Cause when I roll up on the scene the freaks come out But who am I kidding, you know that ain't the case It's amazing how niggas can lie with a straight face That why you always keep your radar on You never you, when you might be right And when you might be wrong [Hook] Put this smile on my face, I throw it on Y'all see me but y'all really don't know what is going on Wake up I just get up and I throw some clothes on My whole mood is fuck niggas leave me alone Throw it on, I throw it on All that bullshit it just won't leave me alone I Throw it on, yea I throw it on I wanna be left alone, but you thinkin' somethin' wrong [Outro] Try to put my happy face, throw it on Y'all see me, but y'all don't know what's goin' on Wake up, get out of bed, throw it on Whole mood, fuck nigga, just leave me 'lone Throw it on, yea I throw it on They just keep coming with that bullshit Throw it on, I wanna be left alone But then y'all think, I'mma be singin' this song like
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[Hook] No Mo FOMO, I ain't really missing nothing I need to be out in these streets hustlin' Can't be worried 'bout what another nigga doing If I wanna make some mo', then I gotta put down my phone No Mo FOMO, yea put down your phone Don't worry about that nigga, don't worry 'bout the hoe No Mo FOMO, what you missing? Another snapchat talkin' 'bout somebody issues [Verse 1] I ain't missin nothing, I had to get off of the snap Everybody life look so round, 'till they put the phone down People got issues, no FOMO Niggas worried 'bout other niggas and hoes worried 'bout other hoes That shit gotta go, get out just like the movie Niggas out here got girls and they worried about a hoochie Girls out here wildin', tryna be seen I wanna know for what No mo FOMO for the people at home staying up [Hook] No Mo FOMO, I ain't really missing nothing I need to be out in these streets hustlin' Can't be worried 'bout what another nigga doing If I wanna make some mo', then I gotta put down my phone No Mo FOMO, yea put down your phone Don't worry about that nigga, don't worry 'bout the hoe No Mo FOMO, what you missing? Another snapchat talkin' 'bout somebody issues [Verse 2] I know we wanna be heard, and I know we wanna be seen But sometimes we ain't gotta show and tell everything That right there is how your shit come up missing No Mo FOMO for those that saw it but wasn't a witness Damn people out here, yea they really fucked up Copycattin' everything they see man please wake 'em up No Mo FOMO we don't want it, no we won't even miss it When it leaves I bet we all take off like missiles [Hook] No Mo FOMO, I ain't really missing nothing I need to be out in these streets hustlin' Can't be worried 'bout what another nigga doing If I wanna make some mo', then I gotta put down my phone No Mo FOMO, yea put down your phone Don't worry about that nigga, don't worry 'bout the hoe No Mo FOMO, what you missing? Another snapchat talkin' 'bout somebody issues
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[Hook] Pull up stuntin', 50 shades of money 1s, 5s, 10s, 20s, 50s, and big face hundreds All kinds of money and all different colors #50ShadesOfMoney Yen, Pesos and even mucho dinero If you got money put it up Better throw up them racks, them bands Throw it up like you the man So much money I be laughing like it's funny That's how you feel when you got that #50ShadesOfMoney [Verse 1] I throw up money, (nigga you nasty) Sorry I meant make rain, I do it really classy Throw some more bands pop that ass, and don't stop #50ShadesofMoney got me playing booty hopscotch (tooh tooh) Money counter it don't even do me no justice Cause when it's payday I count it the fast and easy way Gotta make sure it's all there, you can't be stealing from me I got all kinds of ways that's that 50 shades of money, ayy [Hook] Pull up stuntin', 50 shades of money 1s, 5s, 10s, 20s, 50s, and big face hundreds All kinds of money and all different colors #50ShadesOfMoney Yen, Pesos and even mucho dinero If you got money put it up Better throw up them racks, them bands Throw it up like you the man So much money I be laughing like it's funny That's how you feel when you got that #50ShadesOfMoney [Verse 2] Livin' life like everyday is Friday I think I might just go hit the spa today Or I might go spend some money just to make some more I'm dripping from my feet, I'm leavin' blood on the floor Different shades of money, feelin' sweet like honey Make it 51, add a new shade, call it Cartier frames I see you when you look, damn ain't that funny This how you look when you got that #50SOM [Hook] Pull up stuntin', 50 shades of money 1s, 5s, 10s, 20s, 50s, and big face hundreds All kinds of money and all different colors #50ShadesOfMoney Yen, Pesos and even mucho dinero If you got money put it up Better throw up them racks, them bands Throw it up like you the man So much money I be laughing like it's funny That's how you feel when you got that #50ShadesOfMoney

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MoneyBangin
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released April 13, 2018

PROD. BY QUADWOOFER
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