Lyrics

[Intro: Jeezy & Cartel] Folk, drop that shit nigga! Straight Exclusive! I just want my money If you ain't got time to worry bout another nigga cars Chase around another nigga broad (I just want my money) Cartel, meet your connect [Pre-Chorus] And I ain't got time to worry bout another nigga 'bag'- Or, worry 'bout another nigga cash I just want my money-my money-my money, I just want my money [Verse 1] I ain't 'the type' to, 'bring my dice to the chess game' I am 'the type' to park my shit up at the 'Blue Flame'(Woo!) In that blue thang; Call it 'The Blue Flame' Every time I hit the clutch, I see blue flames You can ask the 'bouncers' and the bouncer 'bout me Small nigga, big chain, nothing 'ounce' about me Take it back to 'one tweezy' I bet you seen Jeezy Big 'nina', broad day, nigga ask the valet I'm underaged in the gentleman's club Redbone, thick waist, yeah, I think I'm in love She fuckin' with some old nigga, I think he the plug You can ask OG or Suga, Jaz-O or Nando X rated, DC, or Funky I've been doin' this, ya'll ain't got nothin' on me You hear these weak niggas, with all these false promotions? Streets tired of fake shit, I second the motion Trappin' ain't dead! [Hook] And I ain't got time to worry bout another nigga 'bag'- Worry 'bout another nigga cash I just want my money-my money-my money And I ain't got time to worry bout another nigga 'grind'- Or, get what's on another nigga mind I just want my money-my money-my money, I just want money These niggas just scared [Verse] Approach it, like I know it, eyes on the target Real 'D-boy', you niggas is 'decoys' Give me the 'launch code', nigga, I'm ready to deploy The homie 40 said, "Man, it could be the Elroy's" Could be the 'big boys', federal agents I'm talking 'discoveries', them federal pages One time for my niggas off in them federal cages- Took them real niggas chances for them federal wages He half way home, he in the halfway house No matter what they think, god damn it, you tried And if your judge tell you different, god damn it, he lied And if your broad don't hold you down, then god damn it, she fired Cartel! [Hook] And I ain't got time to worry bout another nigga 'bag'- Worry 'bout another nigga cash I just want my money-my money-my money And I ain't got time to worry bout another nigga 'grind'- Or, get what's on another nigga mind I just want my money-my money-my money, I just want money These niggas just scared [Verse] Anything is possible, because nothing is impossible Seeing is believing, nigga, anything is possible Now let's be logical, I'm talking 'logistics' You said you sold, what!? where!? God damn, I missed it See them in the magazine, I've never seen them at the lot See them in the video, I've never seen them in the 'spot' I bet his baby momma never ever-ever seen him with a 'block' I bet them niggas in his hood never seen him for a 'block' I never heard his name in the 'wind', or name in the 'pen' And I've been doin this since 'flip-flop' paint, with flakes in it I told him, "Listen here lil' buddy, me and my folks, we do straight business" He ask me how I know, I say, "You can't see them plates nigga?" [Hook] And I ain't got time to worry bout another nigga 'bag'- Worry 'bout another nigga cash I just want my money-my money-my money And I ain't got time to worry bout another nigga 'grind'- Or, get what's on another nigga mind I just want my money-my money-my money, I just want money These niggas just scared