CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : The World Is Yours
And the number one question is do money make you happy?
On your side of the city tryna slide, baby, just send me the addy
Old-school player like the '80s for my time, you gotta pay me
Uh, hardest n***a in his city with this semi', know you want all the love
(Heard that money make you crazy, but she wanna have my baby)
Love it when you call a n***a daddy, ayy
(Ridin' with a 50 on a late one)
Plenty money, plenty shooters, got my number, you ain't never gotta at me
(For them sucker n***as who tried to play me)
When you see me, n***as better holler at me
30 in the stick when I'm ridin', chain lit up with them diamonds
I can probably change the climate
All them losses came in handy, and that sh*t was perfect timing
She say, "I see that you that n***a," and I see that you the finest
Baby, I'm tryna get behind it
I'm just being honest
When I put down this bottle, I'ma knock it out the lining
I'm tryna put this seat back in recline, and
Throw the hood up while you ride it
Uh, I'm a n***a, I'm a n***a, do I need to remind you?
I'm feeling you and you feeling me
I'ma thug, you ain't gotta give me sympathy
Uh, just keep it lit real quick, I ain't tryna waste my energy
And if you mean that sh*t you sayin', baby girl, let a n***a slide in
(And I heard that money make you crazy)
Say you wanna drive foreign, I can put you in that Bimmer or that Benz
(Ridin' with a 50 on a late one)
Said she wanna be my lover, she don't wanna be friends
(For them sucker n***as who tried to play me)
Catch a sucker out, he gettin' drowned, we'll never make amends
Heard that money drive you crazy, so she wanna have my baby
On your side of the city tryna slide, baby, just send me the addy
Old-school player like the '80s for my time, you gotta pay me
Uh, hardest n***a in his city with this semi', know you want all the love
(Heard that money make you crazy, but she wanna have my baby)
Love it when you call a n***a daddy, ayy
(Ridin' with a 50 on a late one)
Plenty money, plenty shooters, got my number, you ain't never gotta at me
(For them sucker n***as who tried to play me)
When you see me, n***as better holler at me
30 in the stick when I'm ridin', chain lit up with them diamonds
I can probably change the climate
All them losses came in handy, and that sh*t was perfect timing
She say, "I see that you that n***a," and I see that you the finest
Baby, I'm tryna get behind it
I'm just being honest
When I put down this bottle, I'ma knock it out the lining
I'm tryna put this seat back in recline, and
Throw the hood up while you ride it
Uh, I'm a n***a, I'm a n***a, do I need to remind you?
I'm feeling you and you feeling me
I'ma thug, you ain't gotta give me sympathy
Uh, just keep it lit real quick, I ain't tryna waste my energy
And if you mean that sh*t you sayin', baby girl, let a n***a slide in
(And I heard that money make you crazy)
Say you wanna drive foreign, I can put you in that Bimmer or that Benz
(Ridin' with a 50 on a late one)
Said she wanna be my lover, she don't wanna be friends
(For them sucker n***as who tried to play me)
Catch a sucker out, he gettin' drowned, we'll never make amends
Heard that money drive you crazy, so she wanna have my baby
