Fame School - Money Machine lyrics

[Hook] My money machine, it just rollin', just let it keep countin' The money machine, it just rollin', just let it keep countin' The money machine, it just rollin', just let it keep countin' The money machine, it just rollin', just let it keep countin' Came here from nothin', just tryna turn us to something When life gives you lemons, you turn that to belaire rose When life gives you lemons, you turn that to belaire rose When life gives you lemons, you turn that to belaire rose My money machine, it just rollin', just let it keep countin' The money machine, it just rollin', just let it keep countin' The money machine, it just rollin', just let it keep countin' The money machine, it just rollin', just let it keep countin' [Verse 1] Sittin in grandma's window, watching my uncles Waitin' for my time to hustle, couldn't wait to get out and go hustle In Cipriani slurpin' mussels, with a b**h that just made it thru customs n***as cannot tell me nothing, no You n***as cannot tell me nothing n***a we work (work) I'm here tryna quadruple my net worth, you play with the work And worms will play with your corps while you lay in the dirt Family first, you n***as are still in reverse We out here enjoying the perks Don't worry about who do not feel ya, cause most of these f**ers is failures We blowin' these notes like Mahalia ya, strong armin' like Popeye the sailor They was too loose I went got em' tailored, she was so loose she ran thru the whole team Simply lemonade and that codeine, got me feelin' greater than Kobe [Hook] [Verse 2] Keep tellin' my n***as, and tellin' my n***as Now look at us, this money machine is mean It's magical bruh, it's magical bruh, ooooh it's magical bruh This money machine is mean, it's magical bruh I pray to god ya'll mad at us, my closets like a catalog Came a long way, we had enough With the bullsh**, like a matador Working so hard it's overtime, our time is overdue This how it feels when you keep real, and do what you suppose to do [Hook]