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new money - money montage lyrics

[intro: keith is just]
ayy, n*gga

[verse 1: keith is just]
if i hear money callin’, i gotta stay awake
don’t burn a bridge, i’m still walkin’ ’cause i played the game
i was in [?], we was eatin’ off of paper plates
now a n*gga life so blessed, forget to say my grace
n*ggas got negative energy, so i stay away
i’m showin’ so much love in my city, but that sh*t filled with hate
and you ain’t play no games in the block, you tryna make a way
like r.i.p my young n*gga george, how you fade away?
i was tryna get mine, you had to pay to play
it had me out there in home, tryna make it shake
n*ggas tell me get it, i got it, you just gon’ make it rain?
when i stack it up, i build sh*t up and you down and complainin’

[chorus: money montage & keith is just]
new money, new louis v sweatsuit
don’t get out of line, i ain’t easy to get next to
bloopers on my mind, i’m in ny makin’ chess moves (ayy)
with a shawty that’s fine, hope the neck good (n*gga, yeah, ayy)

[verse 2: keith is just]
i’m with a shawty and she mine, you better not mess with her
i put my soul up in the trap, i feel like young tiller
and she ain’t nothin’, so i share on the next with her
and she won’t ever meet the parents, i ain’t ben stiller
[verse 3: chuuwee]
if it ain’t money on the line, what you text for?
i’m only linkin’ up for blues like connect 4
i feel like light, i’ve been knockin’ down on death’s door
giggin’ in the coachrag, laughin’ at your broke ass
amp, i smoke gas, head on how come
you don’t ever teach a throat class? d*mn, her booty blow fat
deal, b*tch, i g.o.a.t. tracks, then get ghost fast
back end come so fast, i’m still tryna blow the last
i don’t have no compassion for that friend sh*t
if i feel the partnership is lame, i’ma end it
twin pair of benzes, i been about some big sh*t
n*gga, keep your tens sick, you can’t even spend it

[chorus: money montage]
new money, new louis v sweatsuit (yeah)
don’t get out of line, i ain’t easy to get next to
bloopers on my mind, i’m in ny makin’ chess moves
with a shawty that’s fine, hope the neck good

[verse 2: aari price]
i can’t even really spend that time like your ass could
i ain’t even really hit my prime, i’ll attest to it
she just lookin’ for someone to save her, i can’t rescue her
plenty fish up in the sea, but they all got a catch to ’em
and you gon’ take the bait
she sucked me in the uber home, she know i hate to wait
i had her spittin’ on the head, call it face to face
that was a week ago, askin’ about it a day
i swear to god i couldn’t place a face
understand
i could never let you n*ggas get the upper hand on me
only thought you ever had was the ‘gram
back in school, you was hatin’ from the stands
i was finger rollin’, blowin’ kisses with the other hand
and even then, way back in the days
comparin’ me to you would’ve been a slap in the face
i guess we’ll never be on the same page
or on the same stage
you a spectator, need to start you a fan page, n*gga
[chorus: money montage]
new money, new louis v sweatsuit
don’t get out of line, i ain’t easy to get next to
bloopers on my mind, i’m in ny makin’ chess moves
with a shawty that’s fine, hope the neck good

- money montage lyrics

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