Klear J - All Towards Money lyrics
Yea', Klear J off in this b**h n***a/ Uh-huh, tsal mubla you know what I'm sayin/ Representing that ATM, put cha' Ace up if you with us n***a/ You know how we do/ You know what I'm sayin', I got my boy Master- meezy 4 sheezy/ Got my boy T-Ski, you know what I'm sayin'/ You got myself, you got my n***a, Raza/ You got n***a Lil' Timmi off in this b**h/ You know what I'm sayin we bout to get crunk in this b**h like this n***a yea'... (1st Chorus) Ya'll boys know that I'm All Towards Money/ Stackin my bread like man it aight funny/ They jealous cause I pull all of they honies/ Because she know that I'm All Towards Money.. Verse 1: Yeah, my n***a I'ma rider/ I'm not in no prada/ Gotta Milleena and two chevy's cause I'ma shiner/ (You say you saw your chick the driver)/ Never know she probably was/ Don't claim to be no pimp, but you know how I does/ (These boys get no love)/ When they hated on my nature/ (I thought you said you was gone change Klear)/ But first I gotta get this paper/ (I'ma big money maker) Big paperchaser/ You step across that line and I might have to erase ya'/ (Learn the street at a early age)/ But look I'm never getting played/ Been through alot sh**/ (Now I'm crazy in the last days)/ But see I'm never dying/ I'ma keep on rising/ No surprising, I got I'm eyes on the prize and/ White folks be trying to block but I ain't stoppin/ (f** a lynch, you gettin dragged out and guns start poppin)/ Blow you away with Umbrellas like Mary Poppins/ Still you away with Berettas, the targets locked in... (2nd Chorus) Ya'll boys know that I'm All Towards Money/ Stackin my bread like man it aight funny/ They jealous cause I pull all of they honies/ Because she know that I'm All Towards Money/ Yeah, I see them haters they look at me funny/ They wanna harm me but they aight no dummy/ They jealous cause they chick push that whip for me/ Because they know that I'm All Towards Money/ Yeah... Verse 2: Still bout them cars and broad/ Yeah I'm the malius/ Still the best out of barbour county/ and I'm the baddest/ Still put that Ace up high/ It's automatic/ Still with that ATM and y'all can't stand it/ All Towards Money slash All Towards Murda'/ We all Towards music, but homie we will hurtcha'/ If ya girl got it bad then T-Ski'll twirk her/ (I got one main broad) And I pimp and vice-versa/ Now who steppin to this/ Klear J he comin automatic/ Bustin off n***az something real proper/ It a habit/ What you wanna do?I think nothing/ You need to sit your a** down with all that frontin/ You poppin at the lip, but you really ain't saying sh**/ You steppin to the wrong n***az/ And I'm too legit/ It's ATM my n***a and we do the f**in thang/ Make ya bell f**in rang/ If you steppin to me main... (2nd Chorus) (Bridge) Y'all boys know that I'm All Towards Money/ (Echo) All Towards Money...All Towards Money/ Y'all boys know that I'm All Towards Money/ (I got one main broad) And I pimp and vice-versa/ Y'all boys know that I'm All Towards Money/ (Echo) All Towards Money...All Towards Money/ Y'all boys know that I'm All Towards Money/ Gotta Milleena and two chevy's cause I'ma shiner/ (2nd Chorus) (Tremendous talking) Klear J motherf**er, y'all know me...