Appreciated

Lyrics

[Intro: Money Man] (Th— Th— Th— This man Freshley Is Different) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Figurez Made It) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Money Man] She said, "I understand all of the pain you've been facing" She said, "You need to go kill all them niggas who hating" I just go work, so I'm never complaining I understand my kind is endangered Passive sometimes, I be hiding my anger All these racks on me, I'm touched by the angels I love all my shooters, I'm paying them wages I open my safe and I look in amazement Four bedroom house with a grow in the basement Bitch, I'm a loner, don't fuck with new faces Can't trust these hoes, it be too hard to gauge 'em South by Southwest, I turn down all these stages They feeling my music across the globe Twenty K earring fill up my lobe Nothing but real ones show up to my shows I said, "Fuck these designers", I sold all my clothes It's a lot of shit 'bout me you niggas don't know I ain't ride no one's dick for this rap shit to blow I ain't need no feature from a bigger artist I ain't need no push from a big label I ain't never changed, sold my soul, I've been faithful Could give a nigga the world and they'll still hate you It's a lot of rappers that'll never ever make it 'Cause them niggas ain't got no dedication [Chorus: Money Man] I put my best foot forward, they ain't appreciate it I stay high off life, I stay inebriated All the drug talk, I know I'm investigated I put my heart in every song, still, it ain't enough Could give a nigga the world, still, it ain't enough I'm never backing down, you know I'm standing up I'm never falling down, you know I'm manning up Twelve'll still shoot you with your hands up I just caught a play inside a Lamb' truck Fuck these crackers, dog, they wanna jam us No wrestling, but they wanna slam us Gave it all I have and still, it ain't enough Gave it all I have and still, it ain't enough We was ever beefin', ain't no makin' up Yeah, you can give a nigga the world and it still ain't enough Yeah, still ain't enough Gave it all I had Gave it all I had Put my heart in it Yeah, yeah, put my soul in it Put my heart in it Gave it all I had, still, it ain't enough [Verse 2: Peewee Longway] Really get them bags in, work, no hand out 250k for the GT to back out Could never get enough of this flipping and staying down Ain't never gave a fuck, get the stick, be man down They can't get enough, I gave 'em dab, they drip, drown Richard Mille bezel with the booger like Stone Mountain I can't get enough, I went to Humboldt and tore it down Can't wait to send 'em back and hit the trap and go break 'em down It's hard for my heart to break down See the difference when the real and fake around Send the step, ten'll yellow tape him now (Step, step, step) New Givenchys on, wipe my Masons down They see you winning and they trying to break you down (Break down, break down, break down) They see you winning and they trying to break you down (Longway, bitch) [Chorus: Money Man] I put my best foot forward, they ain't appreciate it I stay high off life, I stay inebriated All the drug talk, I know I'm investigated I put my heart in every song, still, it ain't enough Could give a nigga the world, still, it ain't enough I'm never backing down, you know I'm standing up I'm never falling down, you know I'm manning up Twelve'll still shoot you with your hands up I just caught a play inside a Lamb' truck Fuck these crackers, dog, they wanna jam us No wrestling, but they wanna slam us Gave it all I have and still, it ain't enough Gave it all I have and still, it ain't enough We was ever beefin', ain't no makin' up Yeah, you can give a nigga the world and it still ain't enough Yeah, still ain't enough Gave it all I had Gave it all I had Put my heart in it Yeah, yeah, put my soul in it Put my heart in it Gave it all I had, still, it ain't enough