Anewta
Right
Struggle da Preacher, baby (yeah)
A-New-Ta (we get it)
Hey yo, do it!
[Verse 1]:
Yeah I got this sh** cuz I hustle forever
It feels tight when your pockets get fatter
The sooner the better
You keep saying f** that money
You ain't gonna get it ever, that's how it works
Make money, talk money, rap money
I do whatever it takes to see my bread coming
22's on my Escalade
A built-in TV in the back seat just in case
If you see me riding down the street
Take a minute, have a look and remember it
f** em punks who complain 'bout not having sh**
If you keep thinking poor that's what you get
[Chorus]:
If you see that money coming
Everything you do - you do it right
Everything's alright
Pocket's getting tight
Everything is tight
[Hook]:
Mo-ney, mo-ney
Scrilla... right
Mo-ney, mo-ney
Yo, chedda, dawg
Mo-ney, mo-ney
We get it all, no doubt
Mo-ney, mo-ney
Count it baby, yeah count it baby
[Verse 2]:
Yo I'm living that life the one I wanted to live
It's ok for you to hate on me, just like you did before
Two, four, seven, three, six, five
I call it my grind, you call it a strive
Nobody knows better how to get all that chedda
You filling you wastepaper with newspapers
I'm filling my pockets with hundreds and tuck it
When it comes to splurging I know how to rock
[Chorus]
[Hook]