[Intro] Em C If you ever thought I was going broke Em You thought wrong, my nigga C If you ever think I was falling off Fuck you then [Chorus] Em Don't let that money fool ya, boy, ain't shit changed G C We in Miami on Biscayne G Forty-thousand for the big face C G And they want another fifty-thousand just to bust it down Em G I've been doing this shit since sixth grade C Teachers told me I would never make Em G No money off these words, now I'm not worried 'bout nobody C G Told that same teacher, "Look at me" and I didn't go to college [Verse 1] Em We 'bout to party just like Rick James C Oh, now I'm up by Biscayne Em Albert Einstein, I'm insane G C But I'm a fool with them numbers on the corner with some lumber Em In the trap, got off a whole thang G C I flushed it all when them folks came Em G Aye, I might sacrifice a two just, so I can make ten C Got it out the street, made my name in the pavement Em G I wasn't in the club, put it up, I was saving C D Yeah, I love my plug, he show love, he not racist Em G Came home, saw a million, then I made some Never switch it up, I'm the same Quan [Chorus] Em Don't let that money fool ya, boy, ain't shit changed G C We in Miami on Biscayne G Forty-thousand for the big face C G And they want another fifty-thousand just to bust it down Em G I've been doing this shit since sixth grade C Teachers told me I would never make Em G No money off these words, now I'm not worried 'bout nobody C G Told that same teacher, "Look at me" and I didn't go to college [Verse 2] Em My only friend is a Ben Frank C I wanted money just like Kinte G Hustling hard to keep the rent paid C D Told mama close the door, 'cause I'm jumpin' off the porch Em My only mission is to get paid G C Lock that money in a big safe Am Em G Ain't no tint up on the cars, so I know they know it's me C I ain't never had shit, I wear my watch when I go to sleep Em G I put a lil' money in my smile, that the reason I show my teeth C D And I can afford to pay a nigga a couple a thousand a month just to roll up my weed Em G I got my money, moved out the hood, can you blame me, nigga? Money made, but I'm the same me, nigga [Chorus] Em Don't let that money fool ya, boy, ain't shit changed G C We in Miami on Biscayne G Forty-thousand for the big face C G And they want another fifty-thousand just to bust it down Em G I've been doing this shit since sixth grade C Teachers told me I would never make Em G No money off these words, now I'm not worried 'bout nobody C G Told that same teacher, "Look at me" and I didn't go to college
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