My Money

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Seem like I run into my haters everywhere I go And they got something to say Long as they don't run up in my face I ain't trippin' I know they mad at me just cause of how often I make my dough And that is everyday So I be rollin' with my AK and a banana clip in Yeah, like Derrick Lewis I'm a beast Like Larry "Tae Kwon" Crowe I use my feet I'll allow you because I lay down the law in these streets No baking soda needed I am the raw (fuck 'em) Z-Ro that hoe ass nigga ain't shit That's a rental Bentley that hoe ass nigga ain't rich I got a bottle of Macallan 40 I'm 'bout to pop it Don't trade the Bentley coupe for the Continental just cop it [Hook] Y'all can keep on talkin' I'll keep stackin' out here All I hear is my money Yeah My Money Pistol in my britches for you bitches Ya'll ain't takin' shit from me 'Bout my money [Verse 2] Certain people at the record label tried to block my shine But I am the sun Thirteen years later and I'm not done That's why they trippin' They'd rather see me homeless beggin' for nickels and dimes But I ain't the one This big ass house ain't in the slums I'm out here gettin' it They always got that bitter beer face They ain't drankin' what I'm drankin' that's that bitter beer taste They mad but they can kiss my ass I shed blood, sweat and tears for this And this wasn't overnight either I waited years for this Amen, I'm thankin' God on my knees and my hands You know I'd rather keep it holy though Fuck over me you're on your way to meet the Holy Ghost Stop actin' like you know me you don't really know me hoe You just know I got that killer kush and want to puff some more And when I say no you say "Z-Ro a hoe!" I ain't trippin' on gas I get fifteen or more or so I don't even need to see that much cause I am from a place where I ain't get to eat that much [Hook] Y'all can keep on talkin' I'll keep stackin' out here All I hear is my money Yeah My Money Pistol in my britches for you bitches Ya'll ain't taking shit from me 'Bout my money