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Yeah

You can't buy this, it's not for sale

Life of a Don, Life of a Don- Don

Top five MCs you gotta rewind me (Ain't got no)

Life- Life of a Don, Life of a Don- Don (It's what you all)

It's what you all been waitin' for, ain't it (Yeah, uh)

'Cause b***h I need the money

Masterminds cookin' up schemes

For the cash, don't you know I'm a fiend?

'Cause b***h I need the money

That's how we pull up on the scene

Fuck her, then I put her on the team

You know I want the money

I know that she wants everything

But I can't ever give a wedding ring

'Cause b***h I need the money

Swear to God I feel like a king

Take a look and you'll see what I mean (What I mean)

Yeah, pull up to the spot, swear to God, feel like the man

I need M's back-to-back

See your girl, she's been a Stan (Ain't got no)

She want a bad boy, like Diddy's Making the Band

All I see is holograms, been real, you been a fan, look (Money)

I been workin' at this all night, alright

Gotta earn them stripes like it's Off-White

I might, take a vacation to Philly, they acting silly

I been meek all along, but now I need a milli

'Cause I'm back now, never back down, just making tracks now

Flow is Stone Cold, dawg I been RAW, no SmackDown (Ain't got no)

Do a photo shoot, couple models in the background

Fly shit, long as we're up, ain't comin' back down (Money)

I hear 'em talkin', give a f*ck what you think

On the scene, cross earring, rocking gold like a king

White girls at the party, I can blow up by the sink

Rockstar shit, everywhere I go I'm with the team, yeah (Money)

Masterminds cookin' up schemes

For the cash, don't you know I'm a fiend?

'Cause b***h I need the money

That's how we pull up on the scene

Fuck her, then I put her on the team

You know I want the money

I know that she wants everything

But I can't ever give a wedding ring

'Cause b***h I need the money

Swear to God I feel like a king

Take a look and you'll see what I mean (What I mean)

Yeah, look, ain't no buddy-buddy

I come to bloody a lot of foes

Quick to sign a soul for money to get Designer clothes

No gettin' lucky, no sucky-sucky, no pot of gold

Lock and load, if it's a pocket rocket, you gotta fold (Money)

I know you bluffin' all that huffin' and puffin'

You as tough as a muffin, get it fresh out the oven

Put your money where your mouth is, this ain't in your budget

When I see you out in public you be changing the subject

Shh, talkin' cheap, I respect it when you pay up

Ain't not easy buckets, I reject it when you lay-up (Ain't got no)

I'm 5'9" ballin' on tall guys and centers

Like all five defenders the size of Kawhi Leonard

I remember what coach told me

"You bitches below me tryna little bro me can blow me"

"I don't even believe what they speakin', I let 'em show me"

Why I never trust a smiley face emoji (Emoji)

Life of a Don, Life of a Don- Don

Top five MCs you gotta rewind me

Life- Life of a Don, Life of a Don- Don (It's what you all)

It's what you all been waitin' for, ain't it?

'Cause b***h I need the money

Masterminds cookin' up schemes

For the cash, don't you know I'm a fiend?

'Cause b***h I need the money

That's how we pull up on the scene

Fuck her, then I put her on the team

You know I want the money

I know that she wants everything

But I can't ever give a wedding ring

'Cause b***h I need the money

Swear to God I feel like a king

Take a look and you'll see what I mean

You know I want the-"

Money by Adrian Gamboa/Cal Scruby - Lyrics & Covers