Lyrics 8Pf - Snr Morris

These pockets are full
Four ain't enough for the youths
Cuz that money coming in smooth
It's me and my crew
We getting lit in the stud
And We grinding so we not amused
By what you do
It's 8PF on the nigga
U hating fuck you with my pinky finger
It's all love and my crew getting bigger
Tryna get me with words ain't triggered
These Jean pockets ain't enough
Got 4 on my jeans and 4 on my jackets
They all need filling up
As long as u hand me the tools
I'll be on my way to the bag i won't flop
Some of em niggas that act like they loyal
I'm seeing signs they'll cross
But amma never gon cross cross
Put that on the cross
Walking around in my crocs
Acting like I'm dumb but I'm not
Put that on the cross
I think bout this money a lot
I'm tryna get myself to stop
But I cannot
I cannot get myself to stop I was broke in the hood
And nobody had showed me love
That money is never enough got eight pockets all on me
I got to fill em up
I pray my soul don't get lost
Cuz I'd do anything not to be poor
This pain in my heart is getting out of hand
This money console me but I am still sore
Whenever I'm stressed I'll pour it out to God
These niggas be happy when I'm on the floor
I'm tryna get money don't wanna be poor
Been rapping bout that like it's all that I got
These pockets are full
Four ain't enough for the youths
Cuz that money coming in smooth
It's me and my crew
We getting lit in the stud
And We grinding so we not amused
By what you do
It's 8PF on the nigga
U hating fuck you with my pinky finger
It's all love and my crew getting bigger
Tryna get me with words ain't triggered
These pockets are full
Four ain't enough for the youths
Cuz that money coming in smooth
It's me and my crew
We getting lit in the stud
And We grinding so we not amused
By what you do
It's 8PF on the nigga
U hating fuck you with my pinky finger
It's all love and my crew getting bigger
Tryna get me with words ain't triggered
Walking around in my crocs
Acting like I'm dumb but I'm not
Put that on the cross
I think bout this money a lot
I'm tryna get myself to stop
But I cannot
I'm here with ur girl and she giving me top
I text UAE and he MD that check am waiting till it drops
I take of my brakes it's unending race trying not to be poor
I took his call he was sounding a lil bit stressed
He didn't want to talk
I asked that nigga what
He said fuck
He said our hommie just got locked
Who got locked he said black I said fuck
Red jackets b tripping
What do they expect from the youths? If I'm broke who gon feed me
These pockets are full
Four ain't enough for the youths
Cuz that money coming in smooth
It's me and my crew
We getting lit in the stud
And We grinding so we not amused
By what you do
It's 8PF on the nigga
U hating fuck you with my pinky finger
It's all love and my crew getting bigger
Tryna get me with words ain't triggered
These pockets are full
Four ain't enough for the youths
Cuz that money coming in smooth
It's me and my crew
We getting lit in the stud
And We grinding so we not amused
By what you do
It's 8PF on the nigga
U hating fuck you with my pinky finger
It's all love and my crew getting bigger
Tryna get me with words ain't triggered
Yeah
Got 8 pockets on me
8 fucking fat pockets
4 on my jeans and 4 on my Jackets
And I gotta stack em all up with the big bag