paroles de chanson All About the Money - Peter Kings

Ay you know why the fuck we here right?
We tryna get this money
We might rob you for your shit you feel me?
This that Hood Music too

Making moves hopping round like a bunny
You know my day ones never acting funny
I'm from that LA city where it's always sunny yeah
Where it's all about the money bitch
Where it's all about the money bitch
Where it's all about the money bitch
Where it's all about the money bitch
All about the money bitch

I don't never ever ever let nobody get the best of me
I don't got nobody stressing me
Ain't nobody bout to step to me
Ain't nobody in the world gon discredit me
I got a set of g's we don't really flex
Cause the only thing we worrying about is a check
Straight chin checking anybody in the path
Who tryna stop us from putting money in the bag
Keep the money in the pad cause i'm feeling real anxious
When i'm feeling good i'm headed to the bank bitch
All about the stank bitch all about the cheese
No big fella but this finna be a breeze
I do this shit with ease i do this shit with no effort
Barking loud but i bite like a german shepherd
Project repping y'all already know wassup right
Get to stepping cause i'm repping that thug life

Making moves hopping round like a bunny
You know my day ones never acting funny
I'm from that LA city where it's always sunny yeah
Where it's all about the money bitch
Where it's all about the money bitch
Where it's all about the money bitch
Where it's all about the money bitch
All about the money bitch

I don't never ever ever let nobody tell me what to do
Making moves and my mind move in solitude
And ima solid dude i gotta lotta juice
Follow money all day but i don't follow rules
Homie got the tool boy you better act right
Never move slow nah i live the fast life
I live a life that y'all can't wrap ya'll head around
Tryna give my moms a nice life i can't let her down
I chase money chase dough chase bands
I'm tryna be the man now tell me do y'all understand
Quick with the plans never catch me stuck
If it ain't about the big bucks homie i don't give a fuck
I don't believe in luck it's all about the work
That you laying on this earth before you get murked
You only live once even all the pussy cats
So watch ya back fore somebody hit you with the mack bitch