paroles de chanson Money - OFB , Ayo Britain , Double Lz

Got it from the bottom so I can't stop
Me and bro tied in like dreadlocks
Playing with my, playing with my bro, you will get shots
I be skrrting through the city with my C's on
They be hating on the kid for no reason
Take a look at the wrist, yeah, it's freezing
I be getting to this money, no pretending
(I be getting to this money, no pretending)

I was on the street, I been finessing
Money on my mind, it's my best friend
Learning lessons in my life will be a blessing
Stay preaching to the streets 'cause I'm a reverend
And I still get you down, I keep a Wesson
Yeah, I sing but I'm scoring like Mason, I ain't basic
Robbing all these trappers 'til I make it
Funny how mum think I made it
Milli' views, got mum embracing
I be bodying rhymes like Aitch did
Keisha, Becky, only want me 'cause I'm famous
Still thinkin' 'bout Miggz, how he ain't here
I be smoking on sess with Mayfair
Yeah, it ain't fair
Blue woo stepping
Got the mash, no messing
Phone stay belling

Got it from the, got it from the bottom so I can't stop
Me and bro tied in like dreadlocks
Playing with my, playing with my bro, you will get shots
I be skrrting through the city with my C's on
They be hating on the kid for no reason
Take a look at the wrist, yeah, it's freezing
I be getting to this money, no pretending
I be getting to this money, no pretending

Double C's on my feet when I step in (step in)
No rejections, hit the puss' in seconds (hit it)
Then I'm cuttin' like I ain't got reception
I come a long way from sitting in detention (bow)
I see you hating 'cause them man see us flexing
But one question, if I'm sliding, would you get in? (would you?)
Are you riding, are you down for your bredrins? (ayy)
When I'm asking, they can't answer my questions
Broadwater Farm is where I'm representing
Get the Glock for guys who's disrespecting
Bro loves knives, shotties and the FN (ayy)
Circle your block twice, we're not resting (no, we're not)
They got my guys for murders and attempted ('tempted)
Any messing, it gets hectic
I don't like guys that do it for attention
It's like eye-spy, they hide from the weapon

Got it from the bottom so I can't stop
Me and bro tied in like dreadlocks
Playing with my, playing with my bro, you will get shots
I be skrrting through the city with my C's on
They be hating on the kid for no reason
Take a look at the wrist, yeah, it's freezing
I be getting to this money, no pretending
(I be getting to this money, no pretending)