Lyrics

They told me money can't buy happiness I tell them n-, I'ma try it first If e no work then e don be for me If e no work then e don be They told me money can't buy happiness I tell them n-, I'ma try it first If e no work then e don be for me If e no work then e don be So I'ma chase the designers Get everything I desire Hope it will make me happy Hope it will make me happy I chase the designers Get everything I desire Hope it will make me happy Hope it will make me happy N- on my crotch Wonder where the cash is from 'Cause I blow up on a sec They n- expect that I'd be gone I got diamonds on my neck, and that's a fact, no I don't cap I got a grill in the back with a half-naked girl With a rack that looks like Nicki And a WAP like Cardi I'm like a genie Legend, ball like Vardy in Leicester City If I ever feel sad, I just spend more money If they ever get mad, b- e no concern me I didn't know your b- ass when I was living in Ago I can't let you n- tell me, how to spend my sh- on God If this don't make me happy, I'ma die trying I'll be fashionably late, and the burial is gon' justify it They told me money can't buy happiness I tell them n- I'ma try it first If e no work then e don be for me If e no work then e don be So I'ma chase the designers Get everything I desire Hope it will make me happy Hope it will make me happy I chase the designers Get everything I desire Hope it will make me happy Hope it will make me happy Look they said Better late than never but never late is better I got me a lil' patience but I sure won't wait forever They cheesing when I show up Now cause they can see the cheddar Me and the paper been had a vendetta It's easy to say whatever But a lot of dreams died in my bloodline Been broke was never a joke we missed d punchline I Wake up every day and make a play for the bread 'CauseI get calls from people telling me say e don de red And I gotta take care of everybody that ever looked out Have them eating good and chilling life is a cookout These days on birthdays we pull the suits out Dinner table long enuff to fit inside of two house Keep your nose clean and hustle That's how they built me I know a few who got rich but souls got filthy If the money made you then the money breaks you Busy chasing designers in a pair of fake shoes Once wore a fake Nike sneaker to a Nike store Got a check the night before The hommies try to bite me for it Looking like they never seen that side before But I hard to wear something To get the originals from the pricey store 'Cause now we getting blank cheques You getting mic checks with your last breath We getting mad cheques every five steps I see your clothes Those are not goals, that's a side net Who would've believed that we'd succeed My folks wasn't thinking of kids When they conceived me Now I stand out like a hashtag Young sugar daddy, f- with me and get a fast bag One with the mic, an extension of my vocal cords No obstacles when I move, its just open doors Impossible is for you, I'm a solution board I see hospitals when you move it's a collision course You're moving in accidental cars These battle scars im wearing ain't made by designer brands Record label budget recouper, a party pooper Super fly Jimmy sanuka
Writer(s): Emeka George Akumefule, Ikazoboh Joakim, Jude Abaga, Gilbert Bani, Victor Chujor-idowu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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