CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Secret Keepa
Days are warm, nights are cold
But wit this money, I can't go wrong
Days are warm, nights are cold
And wit this money, I can't go wrong
Money is all in my face
It's a trip, the way that's it got me laced
And I keep gettin' cash at a growin' rate
It's makin' these haters wanna hate
Money everywhere, got me feel alive
I hit a stang, now I know how to survive
The money pouring out the walls now
They told me stay broke, but I went and got it anyhow
And now the money fallin' from the ceilin'
I don't mean to brag, but it's a good feelin'
To know you never again, worry about a bill
And not have to worry, how you belly gon' be filled
And now the big cash, keep girls feisty
As hater's prayin for my down fall, cause they shiesty
My money growin' nicely
Snitches, lookin' towards the day that they'll slice me
Days are warm, nights are cold
But wit this money, I can't go wrong
Days are warm, nights are cold
And wit this money, I can't go wrong
Gettin' this cash was the plan
It turns out now I'm the man
Gettin this cash was so easy
And now it even made me sleazy
I got this money, now I'm in first place
Hater's came at me at a fast rate
They tryna' set a hustler up for the okie doke
But I'm too smart and quit, so
The shine changed, now most of these haters broke
I feel sorry for them, (?) with hope
I really shouldn't though, cause these haters want me dead
(?) to my head
The cocaine made my gain's long
Hater's been jealous, cause my pockets long
Hope to fight them off, with it pointed at my chest
I would have stole off on them, if they went to flex
Days are warm, nights are cold
But wit this money, I can't go wrong
Days are warm, nights are cold
And wit this money, I can't go wrong
But wit this money, I can't go wrong
Days are warm, nights are cold
And wit this money, I can't go wrong
Money is all in my face
It's a trip, the way that's it got me laced
And I keep gettin' cash at a growin' rate
It's makin' these haters wanna hate
Money everywhere, got me feel alive
I hit a stang, now I know how to survive
The money pouring out the walls now
They told me stay broke, but I went and got it anyhow
And now the money fallin' from the ceilin'
I don't mean to brag, but it's a good feelin'
To know you never again, worry about a bill
And not have to worry, how you belly gon' be filled
And now the big cash, keep girls feisty
As hater's prayin for my down fall, cause they shiesty
My money growin' nicely
Snitches, lookin' towards the day that they'll slice me
Days are warm, nights are cold
But wit this money, I can't go wrong
Days are warm, nights are cold
And wit this money, I can't go wrong
Gettin' this cash was the plan
It turns out now I'm the man
Gettin this cash was so easy
And now it even made me sleazy
I got this money, now I'm in first place
Hater's came at me at a fast rate
They tryna' set a hustler up for the okie doke
But I'm too smart and quit, so
The shine changed, now most of these haters broke
I feel sorry for them, (?) with hope
I really shouldn't though, cause these haters want me dead
(?) to my head
The cocaine made my gain's long
Hater's been jealous, cause my pockets long
Hope to fight them off, with it pointed at my chest
I would have stole off on them, if they went to flex
Days are warm, nights are cold
But wit this money, I can't go wrong
Days are warm, nights are cold
And wit this money, I can't go wrong
