I'm fucking gone right nowI'm fucking gone right nowListen, listen
From the mornin' to the evenin'Complaints from the tenantsGot the walls kickin' like they six months pregnantDrinkin' Alizé with our cereal for breakfastGirls callin' cabs at dawn quarter to seven
Sky's gettin' cold, we're flyin' from the northRockin' with our city like a sold out showHouse full of pros that specialize in the ho'inMake that money rain as they takin' off they clothesOrder plane tickets, Cali is the mission
Visit every month like I'm split life livin'Let the world listenIf a hater's caught slippin'Then my niggas stay tightGot my back like PippenFast life grippin'Yeah, we still tippin'
Codeine cups paint a picture so vividFakes try to mimicGet girls timidBut behind closed doors they get poles so rigid
All that money, the money is the motiveAll that money, the money is the motiveAll that money, the money she be foldin'Girl, put in work, girl, girl, put in workGirl, put in work, girl, girl, put in workGirl, put in work
Push it to the limitPush it through the painI push it for the pleasure like a virgin to the gameA virgin to that moneyA virgin to the fameSo this my only chance
And when I'm over only prayThat I flow from the bottomCloser to the topThe higher that I climbThe harder I'ma drop
These pussy ass niggas tryna hold on to their creditSo I tell them use a debitWatch they image start to lessenI warn them like discretionWhy these niggas testin'?Always fuckin' testin'Why these niggas testin'?
Shit that I got them on straight bar hoppin'To the music of the ambiance, get shit poppin'Zombies of the night (zombies of the night)Niggas ain't talkin'If they hypin' to the crew, get it in like pocketsDowntown lovin', when the moon comin'Only place to find baseheads and hot women
All that money, the money is the motiveAll that money, the money is the motiveAll that money, the money she be foldin'Girl, put in work, girl, girl, put in workGirl, put in work, girl, girl, put in workGirl, put in work
Better slow down, she'll feel it in the mornin'Ain't the kind of girl you'll be seein' in the mornin'Too damn raw, ain't no nigga with her rollin'Ain't no nigga that she holdin'Man, her love is too damn foreign
Look at all that moneyThe money is the motive (the money is the motive)All that moneyThe money she be foldin' (the money she be foldin')Girl, put in work, girl, girl, put in workGirl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work
All that money, the money is the motiveAll that money, the money is the motiveAll that money, the money she be foldin'Girl, put in work, girl, girl, put in workGirl, put in work, girl, girl, put in workGirl, put in work