Money Power Respect (feat. Brando)

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K Jay

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Man I swear we hungry dawg
My dawg told me, He's like...
"I can tell you got that hunger"
That shit real mane
We starving on this side!
I need mines, you feel me?
(Ohh Ohh Oh!)
Money, Power, Respect
Leave it on the line if we talkin boutta check
Take it all to the neck
Only God's time till I make it out the trench
Cause it get grimey in the trenches (Ahh)
We be in the field y'all be watching from the benches
(Y'all from the benches!)
Niggas hoppin over fences
Burning out the wheels slidin through the intersection
Shit I been at it for a minute
Cleaning up the flow, Minute Maid in the kitchen
Look at how a nigga whippin
2019 niggas glorifying snitching
Funny how they quickly get to yappen
I be feeling like turtle cause a nigga always snapping
Ima paint the picture, Leonardo with the canvas
And the motto TMC we running hard till we collapsing
Dawg. I know I'm on my way up
Been had the sauce so I jelly with the lay up
Mind like a boss middle finger to the pay cut
Hard for me to smile when I'm slacking on the paper
Hungry for green, money team like it's Nevada
Beverly Hills and limousine for my mama
Hunnit degrees, a Hunnit T's, no prada
Still cookin up cuz we ain't seen two commas
Money, Power, Respect
Leave it on the line if we talkin boutta check
Take it all to the neck
Only God's time till I make it out the trench
Cause it get grimey in the trenches (Ahh)
We be in the field y'all be watching from the benches
(Y'all from the benches!)
Niggas hoppin over fences
Burning out the wheels slidin through the intersection
Touched a hunnit in a month
Thought I told you I don't play with it
It don't matter what you've done
Long as you got away with it (C'mon)
Yea I'd rather be alone
My dinner and my cake with it
Finally know where I went wrong
All them nights I layed with it
Coughing while I blow this blunt
Glock tucked
They ain't with it
All I seen was cocaine
My homies got they face in it
Bad bitches dippin low
She got me when I was sleeping though
That's our little secret though (Haha)
Yeah, that's how we keep it though
(Yea)
I wear my heart on my sleeve
You wear yo heart on yo face!
Read between guarantees
You know it's truth there!
Gravitated to the crib
Got a coup there!
All the pain that we feeling stay cooped in
All this game that I've kicked
Still can't pull a win
All this money came in and out
Nigga we at the drive way my shit look like In-N-Out!
In and out
What's this shit about?
Aye what we livin for?
What's the shit about? (Yeah)
Money, Power, Respect
Leave it on the line if we talkin boutta check
Take it all to the neck
Only God's time till I make it out the trench
Cause it get grimey in the trenches (Ahh)
We be in the field y'all be watching from the benches
(Y'all from the benches!)
Niggas hoppin over fences
Burning out the wheels slidin through the intersection
Meet me at the bank big truss like Ingram
I been married to the game
Took the vow now ring em
When I'm on don't be hitting my phone
Put the dough in the oven got a cinnamon roll
(Look)
I been flockin like a Raven, I'm the MVP
And I'm always for the culture take the AFC
Bandwagon or they hating, that's the shit that I see
Backstage still complaining wanting VIP (Ha!)
I guess it's never enough
They assed out like Lizzo
Who dressing em up?
Mind boggled up foreal by some shit that I seen
Gotta practice like a drill with that shit that y'all preach
Y'all be with that talk, talk, talk
But these niggas can't fuckin do the walk, walk, walk
I be like a boss, boss, boss
Cause I'm chasing after paper with these rhymes I toss
See I told em... Like
When we was talkin on the phone
When I was like...
(Money, Power, Respect Nigga!)
Three things nigga
Three things...
Money, Power and Respect that you don't play with!
I ain't playin with that
No ifs, ands, or buts man!
Money, Power, Respect
I need that !

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