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I Got Money Now | Deanté Hitchcock



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I got money now, ooh

Ayy, ooh, damn, okay

Ayy-ooh, ayy-ooh


Ooh

Remember they told me that I wouldn't get it

Then I went and got it


Shit, uh

I ain't have shit but lint in my pockets, nigga

I was havin' withdrawals now I'm at the bank, makin' deposits, nigga

Shout out to Fifty, boy get rich or die tryin', ain't no other option, I gotta go get it

Remember my mom bein' broke as a joke, pay the rent with the light bill, shawty

They cut of the lights it was dark at the house but I knew I was bright still, shawty

Then they cut off the heat and my heart got cold, I'm talkin' about ice chills, shawty

I knew I was great, even though niggas hated, I made it like Mike-WiLL, shawty

Went from eatin' on ramen to gettin' it poppin'

Can't take shit for granted, you know how we rockin'

I made it look easy, like Straight Outta Compton

And now I'm on go ain't no motherfuckin' stoppin'

You seen what I saw comin' up from the bottom

Made me a menace like Dennis no Rodman

Gettin' the shit ain't no motherfuckin' problem

Said get 'em, I got 'em, quit fuckin' around nigga

Nigga fire the blunt, ayy


For all of the time we were late on the rent at the first of the month, ayy

It was PB&J in bed and now we eatin' on conch for lunch, ayy

Now I walk in the store with my momma and tell her to buy what she want, I ain't hearin' that shit that you talking 'bout


Shut the fuck up, I got money now

Ayy, ooh, shit, oh-oh

I got money now, ayy, I got

Bitch

Once upon a time tho'

Ayy-ooh


I ain't had no money, my niggas was hungry

My pockets was empty like Chick-Fil-A, Sunday

My future was pretty, my past was ugly

But now I'm back in my bag lil' buddy

We got the shit out the motherfuckin' mud

And now we wasn't fresh but we wasn't bummy

That shit ain't no joke when your money be funny

So I had to jump in the game like Jumanji


I ain't had no money to help out my momma, that shit had me frustrated, shawty

Lookin' back at the second, the end of the month, like my nigga we just made it, shawty

Now the baddest bitches be tryna fuck, I can get them all butt naked, shawty

I ain't even tryna fuck on my ex no more, tell that bitch I done upgraded, shawty

Find out what I was worth then I put on a tax

Built my foundation, on Fenty, no MAC

Stay out the way go get the money and stack

But my momma still workin', I cannot relax

These niggas goofy, I'm turnt to the max

I got your babe by my side word to Zack

And I'm with Von, Quez, Dre and Mac, nigga we off the broke and we ain't goin' back


Nigga fire the blunt, ayy

For all of the time we were late on the rent at the first of the month, ayy

It was PB&J in every day and now we eatin' on conch for lunch, ayy

Now I walk in the store with my momma and tell her to buy what she want, I ain't hearin' that shit that you talking 'bout


Shut the fuck up, I got money now!


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