Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song New Money, artist - Z-Ro. Album song Sadism, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 1 Deep Entertainment, EMPIRE
Song language: English
New Money |
They say «Ro ain’t this and Ro ain’t that,» but Ro be gettin' money, |
Yeah they think I’m uneducated, I’m a millionaire, so tell me am I a dummy? |
No limit to what I would do for my children, gotta keep food in they tummy |
Don’t make me murder one of you motherfuckers thinkin' you gon' run up on me |
and try to take somethin' from me |
I ain’t gonna do it, I’ma pay to have ya took out like the trash motherfucker, |
like the last motherfucka |
You know I’m playin', I’ma do it by myself, there go your head, there go your |
chest, there go your cash motherfucka |
The mentality of somebody with a check is what ya dealin' wit', grown man, |
I ain’t never fuckin' wit' that silly shit |
Remember when I was broke, couldn’t get you to say «hello,» now you wanna be |
under me 'cause I got dividends, ol' nigga on the loose bitch |
Ol' nigga on the loose with that new money |
Young nigga on the loose with a buncha new money |
Bad bitch on the loose with a buncha new money |
I’m the boss, that mean I tell them nigga what to do for me |
I was born with nothin' so I gotta die with everything |
See I was down so long, look how to the good Lord bless me mane |
I’ma ball outta control until these haters come get me mane |
I’ma ball outta control until these haters come get me mane |
New money |
Let’s see if I could still do it like a young nigga, fuck wit' me, |
ya better have ya gun wit' ya |
So light ya scared, talkin' 'bout all my people that done hung wit' ya, |
get rid of you and whoever come wit' ya |
Yeah, I’m a rich nigga bitch, I got some playful ass killas that will entertain |
you, have some fun wit' ya |
My nigga, I’m sendin' every type of bullet they ever made your way and when I |
send 'em at every one hit ya |
Hundred grand in the front seat and one in the back, don’t mind me, |
I’m just havin' fun with a band |
Don’t mind me, I’m just havin' flashbacks of when I had to sleep in the park, |
I’m havin' fun with a band |
And every time I spend a hundred grand and my bitches sayin' they ain’t never |
gon' be shit, I’m havin' fun with a band |
Gimme all these, and all these, and all these too, don’t give a fuck what size, |
I’m havin' fun with a band |
And even though I fought that case, ya know a nigga could’ve bought that case, |
don’t really give a fuck about that case |
I kept my money in my pocket, didn’t touch it, had God wit' me, so there ain’t |
no way I could’ve lost that case |
I got fronted a hundred thousand dollars, it was s’posed to be mo' than that, |
the nigga wasn’t trippin' though |
Middle man ass made me put a hit on you, they pull up wit' the spitta, |
spit on you, ya drippin' hoe, bitch I’m on the loose |
Ol' nigga on the loose with that new money |
Young nigga on the loose with a buncha new money |
Bad bitch on the loose with a buncha new money |
I’m the boss, that mean I tell them nigga what to do for me |
I was born with nothin' so I gotta die with everything |
See I was down so long, look how to the good Lord bless me mane |
I’ma ball outta control until these haters come get me mane |
I’ma ball outta control until these haters come get me mane |
New money |