Lyrics Money Jars - Levelle London feat. Bluue

Ahh yeah
Holding on, I'm hanging and reaching out like I do monkey bars
This week I bought me some new money jars
Last year had to get a new manager
This year we're in a whole new calibre, we don't do amateur
I got two hundred scars on my heart bro
Chillin' with a few superstars, you can't doubt those, no
But they don't know the shit I go through on my own
Shit just keeps me humble I won't lose my soul

I've got a plan with these scales
Working so hard I'm so pissed I missed the January sales
To the haters, I'm Beyoncé, they're a gang of Michelles
See I just handle it well
Man it's getting harder to notice the devil he's inside the details
Buggin' looking out for snakes but its disguised as your girl
Running, tryna get away when it's inside of yourself
Hoping all the mirrors break so you can hide
And I ain't even gonna lie I tried to work I couldn't handle retail
I even tried out trapping but the bando was hell
I just kept my head down, built a brand for myself, now I'm...

Holding on, I'm hanging and reaching out like I do monkey bars
This week I bought me some new money jars
Last year had to get a new manager
This year we're in a whole new calibre, we don't do amateur
I got two hundred scars on my heart bro
Chillin' with a few superstars, you can't doubt those, no
But they don't know the shit I go through on my own
Shit just keeps me humble I won't lose my soul

Looking at the sky I wanna take off
Gotta separate the grind from the day job
Coz if I ever make it then I'm so gone
Doctor in my head saying I'm so gone
And we had every colour in the box like crayons
I was in the bando bagging it like asos
And that's why the hate us, coz this life it made us
Stuck up in my thoughts with the papers
They thought it was luck but the struggles been ancient
Money on my mind you can tell by my fragrance
I remember days when they paid to see me failing
Now it's to the stars I be aiming...

Holding on, I'm hanging and reaching out like I do monkey bars
This week I bought me some new money jars
Last year had to get a new manager
This year we're in a whole new calibre, we don't do amateur
I got two hundred scars on my heart bro
Chillin' with a few superstars, you can't doubt those, no
But they don't know the shit I go through on my own
Shit just keeps me humble I won't lose my soul
Monkey bars
This week I bought me some new money jars
Last year had to get a new manager
This year we're in a whole new calibre, we don't do amateur
I got two hundred scars on my heart bro
Chillin' with a few superstars, you can't doubt those, no
But they don't know the shit I go through on my own
Shit just keeps me humble I won't lose my soul