Got Money

Got Money
By James Pullen

https://youtu.be/_TpymdZc0AU?si=w2ouBB5mKde1XEJv

Lyrics
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[Chorus]
I got money, yeah I got money,
Pockets so fat, they ain't actin' funny.
Roof on my head, clothes on my frame,
Food in my gut, I ain't playin' no game.
Big bag of green, call it my creed,
Yeah I got money, got all that I need.

[Verse]
Wallet sittin' thick, hips got a lean,
Counting all this cheddar, call me dairy machine.
From the couch to the block, my hustle obscene,
Stackin' paper skyscrapers, livin' the dream.
No complaints, nah, I’m Gucci supreme,
Life sweet, sticky, syrup and cream.

[Chorus]
I got money, yeah I got money,
Bank so loud, it's talking sunny.
Roof on my head, threads on my chest,
Food in my belly, I’m feelin' my best.
Big bag of green, roll it with speed,
Yeah I got money, got all that I need.

[Verse 2]
Gold on my neck, wrist on frost,
They ask about the price, I don't know the cost.
Got my own lane, never feelin' lost,
Bread multiplyin', no matter the toss.
Got my weed, got my peace, got my vibe,
Every day I’m alive, it’s a kingpin tribe.

[Bridge]
Roof, clothes, food, weed,
Everything I got, everything I feed.
Roof, clothes, food, weed,
That's the recipe for the life I lead.

[Chorus]
I got money, yeah I got money,
Pockets so fat, they ain't actin' funny.
Roof on my head, clothes on my frame,
Food in my gut, I ain't playin' no game.
Big bag of green, call it my creed,
Yeah I got money, got all that I need.