PittThaKiD - Keep Your Money lyrics

[Intro] You know, you got this fantasy in your head About getting out of the life And setting the court of the world on its [?] The f** you going to do except [?] [Verse 1] I can't even leave the crib no mo' What you ain't seen ‘em all the angels and demons that living without a reason We can't even call them kids no mo' Cuz they be chiefing They be f**ing and fiending It like it's nothing we teach ‘em And I ain't the best influence cuz I'm doing what I been doing When all the d** got my friends ruined And I could maybe put an end to it But I ain't in to it This life was made for us to sin through it What I'm sipping got me s-s-stuttering Lately I been suffering Don't know how to love again Plus, I got some supplements Yeah, I'm struggling I been struggling But during the rainfall, we wait for the rainbow Policeman, policeman why can't you ever aim low? Why you take my people from me? Tell me, what's the pain for? Brand new snapbacks turning into halos But I'm just a soul with a shell A step closer to hell Cuz I'm thinking ‘bout blasting off on these n***as who said I'd fail And I ain't frail, I been connected and well And all I want to see is checks any time I'm checking the mail And Imma still get my dick s**ed if I don't make it Cuz hoes love me more when they recognizing your hatred Made this in the basement I'm faded, I'm faded (I'm faded, faded) [Hook] Money, money make the world go round Money, money, money, money make your girl go down Money, money, money, money turn the grams to pounds But money only gon' bring the fake people around Keep your money I'm rich Keep your money I'm rich Keep your money I'm rich I'm with my n***as it's lit [Verse 2] Grew up with a f**ing swimming pool But now it's getting critical Problems getting plentiful My posture getting pitiful With the world on my shoulders You ain't on me yet, you been a fool Just give me time, I'll hit that centerfold (that centerfold) And I think I need to give my tea lady a call Cuz she ain't heard from her little n***a lately at all And I done spent all that paper she was breaking me off Just to blaze it and cough Ok, maybe I'm lost Cuz I been switching like that thing that my momma used to beat me with High and inebriate I don't live how Jesus did She ask for love, I plead the 5th She try to stay afloat, I sink the ship You got nothing left to teach me with A piece of sh**, that's what I been And I won't ever love again Every time we f** it ends I ain't got no f**ing friends Live like “what's another sin” ‘Til I'm up at Heaven's gates Asking God to buzz me in, and still struggling And Imma still get my dick s**ed if I don't make it The dirt roads, the worst road, the lord made me take it But I made it in the pavement I'm faded, I'm faded (I'm faded, faded) [Hook] Money, money make the world go round Money, money, money, money make your girl go down Money, money, money, money turn the grams to pounds But money only gon' bring the fake people around Keep your money I'm rich Keep your money I'm rich Keep your money I'm rich