[Yungeen Ace]
I don´t know, like me, I´m a, I´m a different
Like I ain´t finna sit ´round and be broker than a bitch
I know for a fact I´ma get mines

You gotta like get that shit in blood
Or I´ma run up on your ass
´Cause boy, I´ll never be a broke nigga, yeah
Put all that shit aside
Nigga, if I´m down on my, if I´m down on my dick, I won´t ask you for shit
And I´ma get it on my own, believe that
´Cause

[Yungeen Ace]
You know I´ma always get some money, can´t be a broke nigga (Can´t be a broke nigga)
You know I always keep it real, fuck a ho nigga (Fuck a ho nigga)
And I don´t need your love, fuck your feelings (I don´t need your love)
I had slid on your block, me and four killers (Skrrt, pew, pew, pew)

I´ma always get some money, can´t be a broke nigga (Can´t be a broke nigga)
You know I´ma always keep it real, fuck a ho nigga (Fuck a ho nigga)
No, I don´t need your love, fuck your feelings (No)
I had slid on your block, me and four killers (Pew, pew)

[Yungeen Ace]
I´m a rapper, I got some niggas in the trap, though (Trap, though)
Cuttin´ bricks up in the trap, the bitch´ll never close (It´ll never close)
What you know about cookin´ on the stove? Ayy (Stove)
Fiends come knockin´ on the door, ayy
Feds outside, flush it all down the toilet (Flush it all down the toilet)

Gettin´ money on this bitch, street nigga, he from Florida
Got four or five cars, know you niggas can´t afford it (Uh-huh)
Up the pole to his face, if I want it, I extort it, ayy (Beat it)
Who you with? ATK with the shit
We gon´ slide on your block broad day, with sticks (Skrrt)
Two 30 Glocks and they came with the dick
It´s a loud stutter sound when the K get to spittin´ (Grrah)
All I wanna do is get money (All I wanna do is get money)
Don´t wanna go back to when I was bummy
Big racks, I got blue money (Money)
You know I got it out the mud, Jumanji (Jumanji)

[Yungeen Ace & Rick Ross]
You know I´ma always get some money, can´t be a broke nigga
You know I always keep it real, fuck a ho nigga (Fuck a ho nigga)
And I don´t need your love, fuck your feelings (I don´t need your love)
I had slid on your block, me and four killers (Skrrt, pew, pop)
I´ma always get some money, can´t be a broke nigga (No)
You know I´ma always keep it real, fuck a ho nigga (Fuck a ho nigga, huh)
No, I don´t need your love, fuck your feelings (I don´t need your love)
I had slid on your block, me and four killers (Skrrt, pew, pew, Maybach Music)

[Rick Ross]
Niggas know I´m strapped, they can tell how I walk with it (Walk with it)
I´ma do you dirty if my dawg meant it (Dawg meant it)
Got short money and a tall sentence (Uh)
Beef so old, got mold in it
Young nigga free, better go get it
You ain´t killin´, nigga, why your nose in it?
You ain´t ridin´, nigga, why you rode in it?
You know we do him dirty when the pole in it
I´m prayin´ for my niggas and my soul in it
Feds know a nigga played a role in it
Everywhere we go, they stay patrollin´ it (Uh)
Still got it on me, I´ma load, nigga (Grr)
Kilo on the stove like it´s pot roast
Diamonds on my dawgs and my capos (Uh)
Always stand tall but the top fold (Huh)

And the next one I get, I pray it cost more (Maybach Music)

[Yungeen Ace]
You know I´ma always get some money, can´t be a broke nigga
You know I always keep it real, fuck a ho nigga (Fuck a ho nigga)
And I don´t need your love, fuck your feelings (I don´t need your love)
I had slid on your block, me and four killers (Skrrt, pew, pop)
I´ma always get some money, can´t be a broke nigga (No)
You know I´ma always keep it real, fuck a ho nigga (Fuck a ho nigga)
No, I don´t need your love, fuck your feelings (I don´t need your love)

I had slid on your block, me and four killers (Skrrt, pew, pew)

[Major Nine]
Uh, okay, light way
Let me hit the lights, do this the right way
Wrong time but we hit him in the right place
Yeah, it´s gon´ be a light day (Uh)
Fuck a hat, we ain´t stoppin´ at no four-way, no way
In this whip with ´bout four Ks
Big dreams make ´em distinct
I gotta kill ´cause my family gon´ miss me
I went to college but I made hood history (Yeah)
My dawg duckin´, say you gotta put a dick on it
Like a bad kid, you better put a switch on it
He a freak, put on that loop, put a bitch on him
Got a compact Rolls, won´t kick on me

And I´m always touchin´ money, fuck a broke nigga
I´d rather hang with them hoes ´cause they be ho niggas
You won´t see me in no pic ´cause I don´t know niggas
MMG ´til they put me in the floor, nigga (Oh)

[Yungeen Ace]
You know I´ma always get some money, can´t be a broke nigga (Can´t be a broke)
You know I always keep it real, fuck a ho nigga (Fuck a ho nigga)
And I don´t need your love, fuck your feelings (I don´t need your love)
I had slid on your block, me and four killers (Skrrt, pew, pop)
I´ma always get some money, can´t be a broke nigga (No)

You know I´ma always keep it real, fuck a ho nigga (Fuck a ho nigga)
No, I don´t need your love, fuck your feelings (I don´t need your love)
I had slid on your block, me and four killers (Skrrt, pew, pew)