Apex
Money Man
paroles Money Man Apex

Money Man - Apex Lyrics & Traduction

(Deedoubleyou)

I be countin' big racks, ridin' in a Scat Pack
When I'm done with her, nigga, you can get your bitch back
600 all black, drive it like a racetrack
Ashes on the floor mat, Louis V top-hat
Turnt up good when you like green no seeds
Burnin' on pre-roll, laced with the good kief
Livin' on the edge, in the trap house, one B
Two sticks on me, I'm on one shroom, no sleep
Catchin' that play, nigga, on me, it's no deep
Ridin' through the city, got a K on the front seat
Gotta feed the team, nigga, everybody gon' eat
Sold a thousand pounds and it only took one week
I be in the field with the growers like an ED
Made a fan 50K, he just read one tweet
Runnin' up the sack, nigga, I'ma need new cleats
Steady gettin' money, nigga, I'ma reach new feats

Ain't worried 'bout a nigga 'cause he ain't no threat
Nigga better steer clear, they know I'm an Apex
I don't leave the house 'less it's talkin' 'bout a paycheck
You ain't never took a half a mil' off a AMEX
Trash-ass rapper, I don't wanna hear your EP
Wanna learn to get money, pull up, watch me
If you was seven feet, then you still couldn't top me
Bad lil' shit in the crib finna top me
Heard you gettin' money, nigga, tell me what it feels like
Real street nigga, I can tell you what it feels like
I don't nothin' free, nigga, this real life
I don't do the moissanite, nigga, this some real ice
I can make the money flip, I just need a good price
I'ma take a pretty bitch and I'ma give her good pipe
Checkin' on the analytics, I be tryna insight
Rose gold AP, it gave a nigga frostbites
Had to run a bag up, trappin' through cold nights
Niggas out tattle tellin' you know they some real mice
Get a nigga took off, hit him with the fake dice
Pulled her out the DMs, baby, you my new wife
Big truck, big talk, customized new 5
Indo goods, I'm ridin' in the race car
Street shit, smack shit, we ain't on wack shit
Ridin' with the Mossberg, make a nigga backflip

I be countin' big racks, ridin' in a Scat Pack
When I'm done with her, nigga, you can get your bitch back
600 all black, drive it like a racetrack
Ashes on the floor mat, Louis V top-hat
Turnt up good when you like green no seeds
Burnin' on pre-roll, laced with the good kief
Livin' on the edge, in the trap house, one B
Two sticks on me, I'm on one shroom, no sleep
Catchin' that play, nigga, on me, it's no deep
Ridin' through the city, got a K on the front seat
Gotta feed the team, nigga, everybody gon' eat
Sold a thousand pounds and it only took one week
I be in the field with the growers like an ED
Made a fan 50K, he just read one tweet
Runnin' up the sack, nigga, I'ma need new cleats
Steady gettin' money, nigga, I'ma reach new feats


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