Testo di Money Problems / Benz Truck

Hey, Goddamn, Goddamn Hey, God Hey, oh, yeah Young, true Money, money, power, I need checks in every week Four Season, nigga, I need breakfast in my suite Niggas don't make money when they disrespecting me You would think they got a check, the way they checking for me, no Every time you see me, I'm in go mode Niggas ain't 'bout to charge up, blowing smoke When I drop, a few niggas is goin' ghost You gassed up, thinkin' we go toe-to-toe Aye, I'm 'bout to go Kanye West on niggas You know care less if I upset some niggas, hey Supposedly I've been in debt with niggas Fuck 'em, I ain't writing out no check for niggas My lawyer check them niggas, said, "Don't sweat them niggas" Order lobster for breakfast and dinner He talkin' wild, I said, "Objection", nigga You a lame, get up out my section, nigga, hey He throwin' shade, I don't play fetch with niggas, yeah Big money, still I rarely flex on niggas Don't need attention, just respect from niggas Oh, no, all I really need is, need is Money, money, power, I need checks in every week Four Season, nigga, I need breakfast in my suite Niggas don't make money when they disrespecting me You would think they got a check, the way they checking for me I need money, money, power, I need checks in every week Four Season, nigga, I need breakfast in my suite Niggas don't make money when they disrespecting me You would think they got a check, the way they checking for me, no No way That's okay, that's okay Oh, I come a long way Yeah, and it's been a while since I clocked in Came out on top and Shawty tell me I'm poppin' Might miss a concoction Yeah, pour me a drink up When these niggas start wildin' Yeah, you the one that I think of And God, he the only one thing Keepin' you niggas from gettin' sprayed up For my daughter, I'm gangster For a dollar, you a traitor You got money problems, I'm sorry Ain't no money problems ever stop me I just treat a prayer like a hobby And then I prosper to godspeed and it got me Money, money, power, I need checks in every week Four Season, nigga, I need breakfast in my suite Niggas don't make money when they disrespecting me You would think they got a check, the way they checking for me Money, money, power, I need checks in every week Four Season, nigga, I need breakfast in my suite Niggas don't make money when they disrespecting me You would think they got a check, the way they checking for me, no Aye, yeah, I heard They talkin' crazy on the block still I ain't on the block no more, I'm in the hills Just checked the temperature, I'm hot still Ridin' 65, I'm on them hot wheels The flow way when I'm sauced up I got my money right last year, I bossed up Them diamonds, they look fake, they must ain't cost much Fake friends, they gon' say we lost touch Strangers, they gon' say I switched up Broke niggas look at me like, "Easy lick", yeah Bad bitches want my kids, yeah Light skin, I call 'em my honey dip, yeah Niggas waitin' on me to slip up On my black, I just flex, that's how I feel, yeah Lambo with the doors up, just for a feel-up Pull up to the crib, jump inside the Benz truck Aye, jump inside the Benz truck I might sell the Lambo, buy a Benz truck Or a SLS, gotta pick one Get my bitch one And she at the crib, yeah, doin' sit-ups And she tryna get fit for a young nigga She a down-ass bitch, that's why I fuck with her I'm just tryna get rich, double up figures Get 'em, get 'em, get 'em She a down-ass bitch, that's why I fuck with her She a down-ass bitch Down Down Down Down Down Down, down, down Down