No Money, Mo’ Problems

Money coming in Then the money going out Got a new habit Emptying my account New shit in my house But I'm lookin back at my account, I see zero, fuck, I ain't got no money New clothes, new shoes Feeling good, suns out, sky's clear blue And I'm gooning with the crew, no clue Who knows the next move, but I'm down for it all to tell the truth Will I cop a new fit today, or will I use my fucking brain and keep my bread in the fail safe Not today, keep on spending with my card as the method and my serotonin replays Are we gonna kill? Are we gonna steal? Are we gonna walk around without an aim like usual? Long shorts, hopping on train tracks Making stacks, wasting 'em Talking shit, we facing him, wasting him Posted up with Slim, he write a riff and I'm hopping straight in like I'm bouta swim What you know about this kid? Get a grip and maybe a job so you can fucking get this Money coming in Then the money going out Got a new habit Emptying my account New shit in my house But I'm lookin back at my account, I see zero, fuck, I ain't got no money Y-3 on me, Adidas Japanese, how many stripes I got? Three! Shit, I stepped outta my crib I'm trynna hit the streets with my boys dawg, you know what it is That's the biz, but as I'm doing my shit I see a store out of the corner of my eye so now I gotta go in My balance is in the negatives A ditch is where my credit is But these shoes is imperative to my fit I'm looking cleaner than the president The world run on that dough, so I'm emptying my wallet My accounts getting drained, if I wanted I can't stop it Kick the mad tight raps, so that I can make a profit To buy some new kicks, I can't stop making deposits Gotta buy some new shoes and I gotta get a tight brand Money run the world, money can't buy your time back Some women drop a couple thou to get a nice ass So fuck Jessie J dawg, it's all about that price tag Money coming in Then the money going out Got a new habit Emptying my account New shit in my house But I'm lookin back at my account, I see zero, fuck, I ain't got no money Y-3 on me, Adidas Japanese, how many stripes I got? Three! Money coming in Then the money going out Then the money coming in Then the money going out Then the money coming in Then the money going out Then the... going out Then the money coming in Then the money going out Then the money coming in Then the money going out Then the money coming in Then the money going out Then the money coming in Then the money going out Y-3 on me, Adidas Japanese, how many stripes I got? Three! Minimum fucking wage! No money, mo' problems! No money, mo' problems! No money, mo' problems! No money, mo' problems!