My Money - Slowolf, Wil Cousin, Dream Mclean

Don’t fuck with my money, my money

Don’t fuck with my money, money money

Don’t fuck with my money, my money

Don’t fuck with my money, money money

Ayo, without that cake I can’t eat

If I can’t eat, I can’t see

For that paper, men’ll chop trees

Till there’s none left and I can’t breathe

It can’t be

Tryna make more than last week

Trying to look after mine and

Tryna make sure yours is in arms' reach

Oh money, oh money

Skipped meals tryna get that cake

(Tryna get that cake, tryna get that)

Might break my back tryna get that break

Oh money

Tryna get the change, tryna make a change

Cause men change, women change

Change is the only thing staying the same, oh money

I work hard for my money

Waste my time, waste my money

I won’t let you take it from me

So do not fuck with my money

We love and loathe just to blow money

Hot and cold like a snow bunny

I don’t care if it’s new or old

Fast or slow, it’s all money

I quit my job to get more money

Got on the road live show money

If you call me up, let the money talk

Don’t hit my phone with no dough for me

If I ain’t making it then I’m taking it

Your savings and your bonus

I want a bank account in the Caymans

Stash pounds, euros and kroners

I ain’t tryna miss no payments

I don’t wanna stress with no loaners

My main chick high maintenance

She ain’t messing with no donuts

I’ve got zero patience for a broke boy

And even less for a broke bitch

If you join the table tryna break bread

You better have a plan to get us both rich

I know kids that throw fits

If they don’t get their ways

And I’mma show y’all what broke is

If I don’t get my pay

Alright, get to the money yeah, get to the dough

Play with the money, Mad Max, no joke

Cash rule the world and you already know

Started with a dollar, tryna make more

Grind hard for my fam, dawg

In the booth, I’m the man, dawg

SLOWOLF with the hand, dawg

Shot the cash, got your hands off

Never slacking

All I know is heavy stacking

Rob a bank, that’s Lenny Kravitz

I’m just tryna get the cabbage

Chasing after paper

Cause that be the main attraction

If I want it, I’mma grab it

Think I’ll turn into an addict, yeah

Working hard, so involved

Play my part, get the loot

We the shit, killing y’all

This is art, we the truth

Coming through like Dillinger

Broke dudes better watch the news

Stepping over you lolly-gaggers

For the prezzies, boy, you better watch my shoes

You should R-E-S-P-E-C-T my M-O-N-E-Y

I ain’t laughing till the B-A-N-K on that daily grind

Cause I hate you S-T-L-E, I will hate you till you die

If you stand between that

There’s no P-E-O-P-L-E and that’s my P-O-V

I keep mine on the DL, can’t S-T-E-A-L from me

Hell would freeze, oh money

B-I-G been telling me

That the D-E-V-I-L is the L-I-E you see