Big Trin - Money To Make lyrics

Ft. Prince Greg (Intro) Small one, this NBM in this muthaf**a No pressure, no diamonds Look! (Verse) I'm in my hometown where all the n***as hate Cuz they b**hes go down on a n***a PG came thru to break this pound wit a n***a Have the town hot wit this pot, while we million dolla plot Neva gave a f**, I take all the chances Cuz the one ya prolly missed was probably the answer uh n***as always talkin' bout they rappers huh? Really they rappers to this package that I trap fo' funds p**y they callin'... But all I can focus on this money that is comin' to my wallet Stressed at the bar, drinkin' two dolla ya call it's Thinkin' should of listened to my mom and went to college But it's all good Cuz fear don't exist, they instill it in us They try and cut him out but God still in us Wit that simple fact, I'm a make it Hear the hate but promise it'll neva change it Born number 1, that's what I remain Like I paid fo' the street, stayed in my lane Lookin' at the same pic gotta different frame tho Mine gold and dusty cuz mines old I been in that station promise neva told I say f** the police wit stripper pole They ain't here to help a n***a homie neva fold Human like me but got rights to bust down my door where they do that at (Hook x2) Where they do that at My b**h in luv wit my new strap That they'll try but neva take Cuz I'll put eight in their face Sit back, got money to make I sit back, got money to make Sit back, got money to make I sit back, got money to make Sit back, got money to make! (Verse 2) I'm just a yung player tryna get paid Who that? Somebody knockin' at my window Foreva chasin' green like my first name Ceelo She know he know life is the Olympics, I'm comin' to snatch gold like my name Debo Even if yo grandmah gave it to ya, I see ya thru ya Cuz I see nothin' but cash n***as tone change what ya show em the strap Swimmin' in fire what a hell of a life Livin' in a world somebody paid wit his life Lookin' fo' the n***a that made the rules in it Entertained the lies, ignored the truth in it Nah no prescription I'm smokin' on medicine I am stronger then h**n Ya would think that my mind is a grave yard Cuz all I think about are dead presidents Champagne when I'm thirsty, It's a loss n***a, if it ain't first place Hoes tell me I'm different like I wear two chains and want a big booty ho fo' my birthday I did things that I neva would of did If the things that I did didn't have to be done If ya lookin' fo' a s**er, I'm sorry I'm not him Respect I get paid in full like Rakim I tell em, Speak up when ya talkin' to me Nah lil n***a ya ain't talkin' to me I know damn well ya ain't talkin' to me Cuz I only talk paper and ya talkin' fo' free, yeah (Hook x2) Where they do that at My b**h in luv wit my new strap That they'll try but neva take Cuz I'll put eight in their face Sit back, got money to make I sit back, got money to make Sit back, got money to make I sit back, got money to make Sit back, got money to make!