Текст песни Mr. Money Sign - Ohmien

I just look at them Raws on my desk
Roll it up feel the light in my chest
Live this life but the rules I contest
In the back of this beamer I'm blessed!
Kick back put my feet on the leather
If that pressure make a diamond I put it on my bezel
Only make rap or hip hop but way they heads knock you'd think that I was making heavy metal
Gotta bad bitch on the side she a devil
And the way that body look cheat? never could I ever
She ain't fuck a rapper before that I met her
She gonna let me hit so you know I had to bless her
Bless her
Bless her
Bless her
Bless her!

Look at me then look at you
Look at you!
We got different mindsets different moves
Hit that seminar cut back to booth
I don't recognize myself right now cause' everything new
Can you relate?
If you can't
If you cannot can you stay?
My piece my peace is what I wan' say
I just cop a Maserati but my white girl calling it a "Maseratayyyy"
Guts on white like a bukakke
If I ain't in the club then it's not a party
I was writing bars in my seminar G
Nearly got kicked out like I did karate
They need my name for their interview pieces
Mr. Money Sign what you better call me!
100-one what they letting for Mien I pray that my people still betting on me
100 miss-calls why you stressing on me?
'How you in uni but zero degrees?"
Put my notebook in the cupboard it would freeze!
Triplets there and they all Siamese
And I can't pick one so I fuck em' by the three
"Who is he fucking?" like "Who does he meet?"
They weren't even checking on me now im flee
If you aint cheque-in for me then delete!