Lyrics:
done been to brazil
Nigga, aks fo' real, my pockets is filled
Big money I'm the boss of my gangsta feel
They say they got the cure, I ain't takin
ain't even lookin for ur help no mo
Never seen a muthafucker 6 foot 5 with a self esteem issue, that a big ass bitch
Got too many mutherfuckin problems
talkin bout the money
But you scared to go get it,
I be lookin through the waters, Throwin bait to all the
fishes,
Young boy with a big scheme,
And I hit
tips
But I never had a big bank, not back then
I kicked back and watched all my friends
Make big money, right in my face
And if you ever crossed
ain't fold
Focus on the grind I gotta accomplish mo
Do it on my own I won't sell my soul
Forget about the past i had to let it go
Money is energy
far for you to break me down now
It ain't even the same since you found out
Shit be getting dirtier than down south
Mo money, mo problems, BIG said it
this up for my hopes
I been thinking mo' 'bout what l let go
What if I miss my one chance to blow
What if I leave and then die on the road
I don't wanna
face
Next semester she transfer to Florida state
Cooking like home-etch for financial aid
I highly doubt she has problems with financial aid
DiGiorno
Hell yea nigga that's all me
I'm from where big problems get handled with a small fee
Started with the squad now I got the whole team tight
I stuck
Platinum sales believe it's all man-made shit
You know the stuff they whine 'bout when they work with them click
And Big said it the best; Mo' Money Mo
new life, peace true indeed, off T's
I dwell on off how y'all plan makin mo' money, so I had to buy a fly chain
Ran in this game, dirt broke, now it's
Countin' money by the hour
Wait
Take time to relate
Split the real from the fake
N*ggas killing for the cake
Hate, breaking bread wit' a snack
Ain't no love
More money, more cash, more hoes
Equals more problems, more haters, more dough
Man I gotta get, I ain't quit being broke
Get a nine or five or I'm
to get your fuckin throat slit
I wanna call Gus and hang you by your pedo wrists
This is not a threat, just a little wish
Also scammy fake mechanics do
but it's quieter at the bottom
Biggie said it, so no biggie, mo money, mo problem
I'm lit, take a sip on the trip with your bitch
I don't walk with
Baby call me Mobama
We chasing after
Mo commas
If niggas try to start problems then
I'll just spend
Mo dollas
Just tell myself
To go harder
I'm a dog
I
right fall back fall back
Lay low get right lay low lay low
Money on my mind tho
Mo money mo money
No hang with no lame tho
No hang no hang
Gotta get
ct da top it's so lonely
cll I want is money
Big face big face hundreds
7 figures and 3 commas
Da mo money the more problems
Prepare for the drama
It
(Oh my god, who the fuck did this?)
Uh' yeah my new bitch look better then my old bitch
We got rich and got lit and bought mo blicks
Young money
haters hate & they no stopping
Fuck’em all I made mo profit
Didn't understand when I was broke big-e
But money really bring mo problems
I got a problem
Too
Mo i love you all the way geezer
It's big DoccyDocs
And I'm 'bout to sit down and have a cuppa
Money only thing I chase ya
Big ol backwoods to the face ay
Am I wrong or right
I can't decide I
Told myself
I was just living my life
I told you
I
act up cause you might leave in a hearse
Yo check this yo
I want to give a big up to all my Now Rule people
You know the flavor, Projects M.O.
Lincoln
Big papi
Gucci baby
Hook:
Life wey am living is borrowed no be my own
Life wey am living igboro no be joke
Life wey am living am living life
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