Please don't love me cause my life fast
And I might show you love cause ima sucker for a nice ass
You chilling with a thug, so you might have to get a night pass
But soon Im going be gone cause it ain't nothing stopping my bag
And I might fuck you like I like you like I love you
I'm going kiss when I miss you you gone love it when I fuck you
See da missile ain't da issue but that money come above you
I can't go back to the struggle, really all i know is hustle
Ima go and get dat money, go and get dat money
Sixth grade I was on the corner gettin money
Eighth grade I then start performing gettin money
Had my mother wondering what I'm doing to get that money
Im a money makin magnet, I got money makin habits
And my plug don't really like me cause he want me make it rappin
I get money with the commas, I ain't really into fractions
I use verbs in my words cause I'm really bout that action
I was treating in the lunch line call me captain crunch
And I brought the dice to school I ain't never pack a lunch
QB Tone with the vision but I never pass the blunt
We goin score on first and ten i won't get the chance to punt
And you going love me while I'm here but I can't love you once I'm gone
I got money on my mind and I'm trying turn this shit to songs
I'm getting high, I'm stayin low, ain't living right we did em wrong
Fuck her like we get along, fuck her good and then I'm gone
Please don't love me cause my life fast
And I might show you love cause ima sucker for a nice ass
You chilling with a thug, so you might have to get a night pass
But soon Im going be gone cause it ain't nothing stopping my bag
And I might fuck you like I like you like I love you
I'm going kiss when I miss you you gone love it when I fuck you
See da missile ain't da issue but that money come above you
I can't go back to the struggle, really all i know is hustle
Ima go and get dat money, go and get dat money
When you met I was already blowing through that money
Never made a habit out of owing niggas money
And lil nye ain't a fag but he a blow nigga for me
Cause I got money making ways, I get money made in days
And they call me qb Brady cause I got a million plays
I get money by the month, by the week, and by the days
I put wocky in a Minute Maid this not a lemonade
No façade I get them digits made I'm like a renegade
We was hustling at a little age that's why I live this way
Don't want money niggas hear to play, you niggas in the way
We get high I swear this shit amazing, designer and the haze
Niggas tender and pretenders, know they running out of luck
All they homeboys getting clipped and all they bitches getting fucked
Ain't living right, gonna get her right, he did her wrong, gonna hit her up
Fuck her good she give em up, fuck her good and then I'm up
Please don't love me cause my life fast
And I might show you love cause ima sucker for a nice ass
You chilling with a thug, so you might have to get a night pass
But soon Im gon be gone cause it ain't nothing stopping my bag
And I might fuck you like I like you like I love you
I'm going kiss when I miss you you gone love it when I fuck you
See da missile ain't da issue but that money come above you
I can't go back to the struggle, really all i know is hustle
Ima go and get dat money, go and get dat money