Testo I Got Money Now (Solo)

Testo I Got Money Now (Solo)

I got money now, ooh
Ayy, ooh, damn, okay
Ayy-ooh, ayy-ooh

Ooh
Remember they told me that I wouldn't get it
Then I went and got it
Shit, uh
I ain't have shit but lint in my pockets, nigga
I was havin' withdrawals now I'm at the bank, makin' deposits, nigga
Shout out to Fifty, boy get rich or die tryin', ain't no other option, I gotta go get it
Remember my mom bein' broke as a joke, pay the rent with the light bill, shawty
They cut of the lights it was dark at the house but I knew I was bright still, shawty
Then they cut off the heat and my heart got cold, I'm talkin' about ice chills, shawty
I knew I was great, even though niggas hated, I made it like Mike-WiLL, shawty
Went from eatin' on ramen to gettin' it poppin'
Can't take shit for granted, you know how we rockin'
I made it look easy, like Straight Outta Compton
And now I'm on go ain't no motherfuckin' stoppin'
You seen what I saw comin' up from the bottom
Made me a menace like Dennis no Rodman
Gettin' the shit ain't no motherfuckin' problem
Said get 'em, I got 'em, quit fuckin' around nigga

Nigga fire the blunt, ayy
For all of the time we were late on the rent at the first of the month, ayy
It was PB&J in bed and now we eatin' on conch for lunch, ayy
Now I walk in the store with my momma and tell her to buy what she want, I ain't hearin' that shit that you talking 'bout

Shut the fuck up, I got money now
Bitch
Ayy, ooh, shit, oh-oh
I got money now, ayy, I got—
Bitch
Once upon a time tho'
Ayy-ooh

I ain't had no money, my niggas was hungry
My pockets was empty like Chick-Fil-A, Sunday
My future was pretty, my past was ugly
But now I'm back in my bag lil' buddy
We got the shit out the motherfuckin' mud
And now we wasn't fresh but we wasn't bummy
That shit ain't no joke when your money be funny
So I had to jump in the game like Jumanji
I ain't had no money to help out my momma, that shit had me frustrated, shawty
Lookin' back at the second, the end of the month, like my nigga we just made it, shawty
Now the baddest bitches be tryna fuck, I can get them all butt naked, shawty
I ain't even tryna fuck on my ex no more, tell that bitch I done upgraded, shawty
Find out what I was worth then I put on a tax
Built my foundation, on Fenty, no MAC
Stay out the way go get the money and stack
But my momma still workin', I cannot relax
These niggas goofy, I'm turnt to the max
I got your babe by my side word to Zack (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
And I'm with Von, Quez, Dre and Mac, nigga we off the broke and we ain't goin' back

Nigga fire the blunt, ayy
For all of the time we were late on the rent at the first of the month, ayy
It was PB&J in bed and now we eatin' on conch for lunch, ayy
Now I walk in the store with my momma and tell her to buy what she want, I ain't hearin' that shit that you talking 'bout

Shut the fuck up, I got money now
Bitch
Ayy, ooh, shit, oh-oh
I got money now, ayy, I got—
Bitch
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