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- Money Ain’t A Thing (feat. Roy Woods)
- Nines
- Crabs In A Bucket
Zino Records, hahahaha
Chorus: Roy Woods
Ridin' with them tings
Ridin' through, dash on 'em, switchin' both lanes
Came from the bottom, now it's money ain't a thing
Pounds stackin' up till I'm snappin' rubber bands
Runnin' to the bag, yeah, catch me if you can
Feel like the flyest nigga up in motherland
We like Peter Pan, tell God can never land
Laugh fuckin' haters, I'ma do it all again
Free the gang and my family, all we do is win
Verse 1: Nines
Remember when me and Likkle T were broke Remember those days
Now I give all the drug dealers hope I inspire niggas
Break them off, they're always asking for more
Let's go, I sell bricks fam, you can't get a draw, let's go
Fam, your chain look glass like your jaw, uh
I gave out samples on tour Trap star shit
Now all these haters wanna bring it
Cah I just hopped a house with my trainers to live in
I'm a rabbit with the stick Yeah
If I'm mackin' your chick
She'll be gone when I spoil her like the back of my whip Yeah
Bitches come around, now he's actin' out of character
And I could tell them Cali packs came from Canada Know the difference
Fam, I'm still on the block, I ain't a pop star Out here
All the crackheads love me, I'm a rockstar
Can't park anywhere, I'm worried 'bout a tracker
I bring my youngens Wireless to rob your favourite rapper
It's Nines
Chorus: Roy Woods
Ridin' with them tings
Ridin' through, dash on 'em, switchin' both lanes
Came from the bottom, now it's money ain't a thing
Pounds stackin' up till I'm snappin' rubber bands
Runnin' to the bag, yeah, catch me if you can
Feel like the flyest nigga up in motherland
We like Peter Pan, tell God can never land
Laugh fuckin' haters, I'ma do it all again
Free the gang and my family, all we do is win
Verse 2: Nines
Don't compare me to them dirty niggas Nah
I make more than crack dealers and I flip green Yeah, yeah
Of course I made mills before my thirties, nigga
I was wearin' Rollies at sixteen
Me and Midgy, we up, that's a quarter mill
Slipped up, now I gotta watch her take the morning pill
Lookin' like a footballer in these whips I drive Yeah
I was wearin' RM's and they was sixty-five
All these niggas here, when I was broke, they weren't around Yeah
I coulda been in Top Boy but I turned it down Sully and them man
Uh, my whole body lookin' froze Sub-zero
After my show, we got a lobby full of hoes, uh
I used to sell packs in the pouring rain Out here
When it comes to this trap shit, I'm hall of fame Harlesden legend
She see the stars in my roof now she miss me
Bitch, my new car's bulletproof, I come like 50
Chorus: Roy Woods
Ridin' with them tings
Ridin' through, dash on 'em, switchin' both lanes
Came from the bottom, now it's money ain't a thing
Pounds stackin' up till I'm snappin' rubber bands
Runnin' to the bag, yeah, catch me if you can
Feel like the flyest nigga up in motherland
We like Peter Pan, tell God can never land
Laugh fuckin' haters, I'ma do it all again
Free the gang and my family, all we do is win
Chorus: Roy Woods
Ridin' with them tings
Ridin' through, dash on 'em, switchin' both lanes
Came from the bottom, now it's money ain't a thing
Pounds stackin' up till I'm snappin' rubber bands
Runnin' to the bag, yeah, catch me if you can
Feel like the flyest nigga up in motherland
We like Peter Pan, tell God can never land
Laugh fuckin' haters, I'ma do it all again
Free the gang and my family, all we do is win
Verse 1: Nines
Remember when me and Likkle T were broke Remember those days
Now I give all the drug dealers hope I inspire niggas
Break them off, they're always asking for more
Let's go, I sell bricks fam, you can't get a draw, let's go
Fam, your chain look glass like your jaw, uh
I gave out samples on tour Trap star shit
Now all these haters wanna bring it
Cah I just hopped a house with my trainers to live in
I'm a rabbit with the stick Yeah
If I'm mackin' your chick
She'll be gone when I spoil her like the back of my whip Yeah
Bitches come around, now he's actin' out of character
And I could tell them Cali packs came from Canada Know the difference
Fam, I'm still on the block, I ain't a pop star Out here
All the crackheads love me, I'm a rockstar
Can't park anywhere, I'm worried 'bout a tracker
I bring my youngens Wireless to rob your favourite rapper
It's Nines
Chorus: Roy Woods
Ridin' with them tings
Ridin' through, dash on 'em, switchin' both lanes
Came from the bottom, now it's money ain't a thing
Pounds stackin' up till I'm snappin' rubber bands
Runnin' to the bag, yeah, catch me if you can
Feel like the flyest nigga up in motherland
We like Peter Pan, tell God can never land
Laugh fuckin' haters, I'ma do it all again
Free the gang and my family, all we do is win
Verse 2: Nines
Don't compare me to them dirty niggas Nah
I make more than crack dealers and I flip green Yeah, yeah
Of course I made mills before my thirties, nigga
I was wearin' Rollies at sixteen
Me and Midgy, we up, that's a quarter mill
Slipped up, now I gotta watch her take the morning pill
Lookin' like a footballer in these whips I drive Yeah
I was wearin' RM's and they was sixty-five
All these niggas here, when I was broke, they weren't around Yeah
I coulda been in Top Boy but I turned it down Sully and them man
Uh, my whole body lookin' froze Sub-zero
After my show, we got a lobby full of hoes, uh
I used to sell packs in the pouring rain Out here
When it comes to this trap shit, I'm hall of fame Harlesden legend
She see the stars in my roof now she miss me
Bitch, my new car's bulletproof, I come like 50
Chorus: Roy Woods
Ridin' with them tings
Ridin' through, dash on 'em, switchin' both lanes
Came from the bottom, now it's money ain't a thing
Pounds stackin' up till I'm snappin' rubber bands
Runnin' to the bag, yeah, catch me if you can
Feel like the flyest nigga up in motherland
We like Peter Pan, tell God can never land
Laugh fuckin' haters, I'ma do it all again
Free the gang and my family, all we do is win
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