Money Man ft. BC Marse - Life I Live Lyrics

(CookUpMason)

US Bank approved my app
Gave a bitch 10K, go get snatched
Backstab a nigga, don't get no pass
Back talk a nigga, got deals on on bags
Hear I'm a boss, boy gave me a dub
Got money to make, I ain't hittin' no club
Got money to chase, I ain't fallin' in love
Workin' the ignition, don't think like us
Every rapper that dropped this year, shit mid
I don't give a fuck, nigga, spin my shit
Better soak up this game like Gill
Might go to prison from the life I live
Rappin' online, I'm sellin' these arms
Finna go transfer after this song
Semi came in, brand new iPhones
Stop touchin' on me, it's turnin' me on

Missile jammin' when I turn on these 'Droids
Coffee shop internet, cafe boys
Playin' with a splash card just like toys
Twenty from a laptop in Saint Croix
I ain't pay for food in at least two years
Tried to put it down, better open your ears
Capital One joint card payment just cleared
Fucked up the slip 'cause the ink got smeared
Face-mask, the bitch love to play with my beard
Finna hit a lick, here, hold my beer
Whole lot of Desert Gateways in here
You know Crodie ain't welcome here
Hotel pro took like two years
Appliances free at Home Depot, I'm serious
Collared shirt made this money appear
I can buy a bitch ass some veneers
Scary nigga don't want no funds
Weak-ass nigga don't wanna learn
Hit the pawn shop, I'm swipin' for guns
Heard a nigga broke, that ain't my concern
Rollie a president, no term
I'ma stay clear, don't touch no germs
Nigga came clean, I know it hurt
You don't got a vouch, it ain't gettin' no worse

US Bank approved my app
Gave a bitch 10K, go get snatched
Backstab a nigga, don't get no pass
Back talk a nigga, got deals on on bags
Hear I'm a boss, boy gave me a dub
Got money to make, I ain't hittin' no club
Got money to chase, I ain't fallin' in love
Workin' the ignition, don't think like us
Every rapper that dropped this year, shit mid
I don't give a fuck, nigga, spin my shit
Better soak up this game like Gill
Might go to prison from the life I live
Rappin' online, I'm sellin' these arms
Finna go transfer after this song
Semi came in, brand new iPhones
Stop touchin' on me, it's turnin' me on

Swipin' all these merchants with the plastic, I'm havin' fun with it
I'm facin' life or death catch up with me, that's just what come with it
So much switchin' up they better not plead to the task or government
We keep this shit a hundred percent over here, we stick to the covenant
That nigga lost his shit all in bitch and he ain't recovered since
I done came up off this sweet-ass glitch, I still ain't done with it
Them petty racks and B&Es ain't it, you better say fuck that shit
New blue Benjis is all I get
Order new Dior for all my women
Most these niggas got bad intentions
Lookin' for 'em, they'll never show 'em, they hidden
Throwin' this 7.62, it's hittin'
I'll go to work with a tool, let's get it
Two different banks approved my app
20K a piece, nigga, do your math
Feds hit the spot, had too much gas
Binary trigger, hit you and your mans

US Bank approved my app
Gave a bitch 10K, go get snatched
Backstab a nigga, don't get no pass
Back talk a nigga, got deals on on bags
Hear I'm a boss, boy gave me a dub
Got money to make, I ain't hittin' no club
Got money to chase, I ain't fallin' in love
Workin' the ignition, don't think like us
Every rapper that dropped this year, shit mid
I don't give a fuck, nigga, spin my shit
Better soak up this game like Gill
Might go to prison from the life I live
Rappin' online, I'm sellin' these arms
Finna go transfer after this song
Semi came in, brand new iPhones
Stop touchin' on me, it's turnin' me on

(CookUpMason)