Pressa - More Money lyrics

More money, more problems Starboy, but no stardom Same chart, but different column Rollin' dice like a brother come from Harlem I'm on the road, never home, I'm cookin' dope on the stove 'Member nights I was cold, now I can barely even wake up Afterparty, afterparty, life feel like it's made up b**hes got my D up, b**hes with the C cup Life ain't a surprise, yeah, I ain't scared to die, yeah Brother turned to m**m, greet him, "As-Salaam-Alaikum" b**hes wanna play us, play me at Coachella I used to sell d**, a little farther down was Sega More money, more problems Starboy, but no stardom Same chart, but different column Rollin' dice like a brother come from Harlem More money, more problems Starboy, but no stardom Same chart, but different column Rollin' dice like a brother come from Harlem Put my life on the line, they k** you where you reside I'm in the trap with the guys, we multiply and divide The other day I got the call that my man died My n***a said he got me, but my man lied I'm in the woods where they treat you like a reptile Hotter than a campfire, BFR the franchise And the other thing, mama, she ain't gotta worry Couple friends behind bars and a couple in the cemetery More money, more problems Starboy, but no stardom Same chart, but different column Rollin' dice like a brother come from Harlem More money, more problems Starboy, but no stardom Same chart, but different column Rollin' dice like a brother come from Harlem They gon' put your life in the jury's hands You prolly would have thought twice if beforehand Lil' n***a on the block, he got no plans He make a whole lot of songs but know nothin' 'bout [?] Money was the motive, all just for the moment Watch the game on the block while he zones in He started shootin' at the cops once they closed in From a block where the car's prolly stolen More money, more problems Starboy, but no stardom Same chart, but different column Rollin' dice like a brother come from Harlem More money, more problems Starboy, but no stardom Same chart, but different column Rollin' dice like a brother come from Harlem