Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Real Money, artist - Peezy. Date of issue: 19.11.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Real Money |
| Yeah\n(Helluva made this beat, baby)\nAyy\nWe don’t fold under pressure, bitch, we unfold (We unfold)\nBe broke or get paid, strap your nuts on (Get paid)\nLeaving out of Golden Sun with a buck on (A hundred)\nYou ain’t gettin' real money, get the fuck on (Get the fuck on)\nWe don’t fold under pressure, bitch, we unfold (Yeah)\nBe broke or get paid, strap your nuts on (Get money)\nLeaving out of Golden Sun with a buck on (Ayy, a hundred)\nYou ain’t gettin' real money, get the fuck on (Yeah)\nYoung rich nigga with expensive habits (Rich nigga)\nMy niggas cold killers and my bitch the baddest (Yeah)\nI’m on Fordham and Hayes, finna get some baggies (Uh)\nServin' twenty-nine, two for fifty like it’s Mr. Alan’s (Let's go)\nWhen I’m done with a bitch, I let my niggas have her (You can have her)\nTouch a chain on my neck, let you niggas have it (Fuckboy)\nEvery time we at the club, bitch, it’s cinematic (Hah)\nHow the fuck you lookin' up to dog and that nigga ratted? (That nigga told)\nCash out, fuck the price, I ain’t even askin' (Fuck it)\nTwo stacks for the 'fit and I ain’t even matchin' (Nope)\nCause called from the Bay, told him send a package (Send it)\nBitch, I’m goin' on my eighth Rollie, time to get a Patek (Ah)\nFuck half-steppin', do it big on 'em (Do it big on 'em)\nTake somethin' small from me, put a big on you (Pussy)\nSmokin' on a Black and Mild with a cig on me (Yeah)\nNigga killed Soda, now it’s time to get revenge on him, pussy\nWe don’t fold under pressure, bitch, we unfold (We unfold)\nBe broke or get paid, strap your nuts on (Get paid)\nLeaving out of Golden Sun with a buck on (A hundred)\nYou ain’t gettin' real money, get the fuck on (Get the fuck on)\nWe don’t fold under pressure, bitch, we unfold (Yeah)\nBe broke or get paid, strap your nuts on (Get money)\nLeaving out of Golden Sun with a buck on (A hundred)\nYou ain’t gettin' real money, get the fuck on (Yeah)\nYou tired of niggas dancin' in your videos? (Videos)\nTired of spendin' all your money on them dilly hoes? (Huh?)\nCome to Boyz ENT, bitch, we gettin' dough (Yeah)\nRidin' fast cars, fuckin' bitches out of centerfolds (Let's get it)\nBought some lunch money out like a ten-piece ('Bout a ten)\nFive chains on, jumpin' out a Benz Jeep (Yeah)\nBitch, I used to have a problem makin' ends meet (Yup)\nKnew I’d lose friends when I started gettin' real cheese (Fuck nigga)\nGot a dub on my neck, that’s just one chain (That's just one)\nAll my niggas got 'em too 'cause we on one page (We all got 'em)\nRemember when the feds had us on the front page (Yup)\nNow I’m front page of magazines gettin' dumb cake (Huh?)\nQuarter mil' on the table, shit, I’m tired of countin' (Tired)\nBeen in Barneys all day, shit, I’m tired of shoppin' (I'm tired)\nAll that fake shit you doin', bro, it’s time to stop it\nTook a thousand beans to Virginia, we ain’t gotta pop it, nigga\nWe don’t fold under pressure, bitch, we unfold (We unfold)\nBe broke or get paid, strap your nuts on (Get paid)\nLeaving out of Golden Sun with a buck on (A hundred)\nYou ain’t gettin' real money, get the fuck on (Get the fuck on)\nWe don’t fold under pressure, bitch, we unfold (Yeah)\nBe broke or get paid, strap your nuts on (Get money)\nLeaving out of Golden Sun with a buck on (A hundred)\nYou ain’t gettin' real money, get the fuck on (Yeah) |