Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Definition, artist - Money Man. Album song Secret Society, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Black Circle, EMPIRE
Song language: English
Definition |
Hook: |
Don’t need a watch to tell you what the time is |
She the definition Of what fine is |
I’m the definition of what the grind is |
I heard you lost nigga I hope you find it |
They see my jewelry and they got blinded |
I told some labels I gotta decline em |
She bent it over so I jumped behind it |
I took a lost and ain’t no use of crying |
He play with me than everybody dying |
Whip up a contract I ain’t gotta sign it |
I’m out in Cali just seen Kobe Bryant |
Come be my secret baby keep it quiet |
My niggas shooting like they from Iran |
We Rocking scarves like we from Pakistan |
I wish I never ever bite the hand that feed you |
Never ever let a broke nigga lead you |
My baby momma telling me the fame getting to your head |
Fuck that shit I been trapping all my life I’m thankful I ain’t in the Feds |
Bc my brothers we breaking bread |
He go against us off with his head |
She wanna back it up on a real one |
She wanna shake that ass for a real one |
That nigga take trash ion feel em |
I bag em up and then I vacuum seal em |
Bitches be telling me I’m they favorite rapper |
Street niggas tell me I’m they favorite trapper |
Fucked up a grow cuz i was on the road |
Now my trap house conflicted with the shows |
Cooled down on swiping niggas made it hot |
I done hit every ATM they got |
I turned my condo into a dispensary |
Clientele steady hitting me |
Lil bitches blowing up my line they tryna keep in touch they tryna come visit me |
I remember it so vividly on the Greyhound with a 100 peas |
I’m just so lucky they ain’t bring the dogs out |
Hid a 100 gs in the dog house |
My neighbors suspicious they know imma plug |
It’s time to move cuz they talking to much |
I’m tryna keep this shit very discrete |
Can’t have my buiness all over the streets |
Play with me I’ll leave you dead in the streets |
Hook: |
Don’t need a watch to tell you what the time is |
She the defenition Of what fine is |
I’m the defenition of what the grind is |
I heard you lost nigga I hope you find it |
They see my jewelry and they got blinded |
I told some labels I gotta decline em |
She bent it over so I jumped behind it |
I took a lost and ain’t no use of crying |
He play with me than everybody dying |
Whip up a contract I ain’t gotta sign it |
I’m out in Cali just seen Kobe Bryant |
Come be my secret baby keep it quiet |
My niggas shooting like they from Iran |
We Rocking scarves like we from Pakistan |
I wish I never ever bite the hand that feed you |
Never ever let a broke nigga lead you |
Outro: |
I’m the type to smoke a blunt on the people |
I done seen the money turn niggas evil |
I done seen the money change people |