Urban Angels Music Group - Back To The Money lyrics

[Intro] Gotta get back to the money [Hook] I gotta get back to money I gotta get back to money I gotta get back to money I gotta get back to money Riding around with a pistol and switchblade If that don't work Then it's back to the rich game If that don't work Then it's back to the whip game I don't give a f** I'm going on a rampage [Verse 1] Styrofoam cup still fill with the pink sh** In my whip Cause that's my favorite place to think in Life be moving fast I be on some don't blink sh** Like a peasant My handle imma keep it Cellphone keep ringing Trying to make a play Because the junkies keep feening Gotta make a way if I wanna stay clean I'm sorry baby I ain't trying to be mean yeah, but But I gotta get back to the money Cause I know you gone need some I gotta get back to the money If I'm ever gone be something I don't want to talk If it ain't about the money Homie Why you even call? Acting like a dummy You should crash into a wall You telling me you love me Baby I ain't about to fall for that All the women that I love Always leaving me All I ever wanted was for them to believe in me I never gave up and never had them feeding me I'm increasing it They decreasing me Never f** over your brothers over women That's love Never f** em over in general homie That's soft Good friends are hard to come by And yeah, shawty you can come by Just know that.. [Hook] I gotta get back to money I gotta get back to money I gotta get back to money I gotta get back to money Riding around with a pistol and switchblade If that don't work Then it's back to the rich game If that don't work Then it's back to the whip game I don't give a f** I'm going on a rampage [Verse 2] I was down bad f**ed up Had to move different Had to change up Couple loose ends That came undone I had to lose friends And I can name one for sure I stayed down for my day one's And they know But sh** changed and I guess it's just how it go Damn man what the f** happened to you cuh Got some money now you acting brand new huh On snap you was with the sneak dissing I know I snap too but when I do it It's just different But I ain't bout to go acting all crazy But the way you acting foul you flagrant When I'm on the mic you know sh** can get dangerous I ain't say your name cause I ain't making you famous Next time you say mine you better save it I'm going light next time I'm throwing shade to you You gone f** around and make me slim shady you I can have the whole wide world hating you Maybe I was f**ed up drugged out All I needed was a shovel until you dug out You suppose to be my brother what you done now Just because we ain't blow you gone run now? [Hook] I gotta get back to money I gotta get back to money I gotta get back to money I gotta get back to money Riding around with a pistol and switchblade If that don't work Then it's back to the rich game If that don't work Then it's back to the whip game I don't give a f** I'm going on a rampage [Outro] If you not with me take that tattoo off your shoulder Just know it ain't over till it's over It's not over till it's over It's not over till it's over