Lazy
Crazy
Daily
[Verse 1]
Pulled up, pockets clean
Bitches looking at me sober like!
Where you been? Bitch you thirsty, grab a soda
I ain’t here with all the ballers
Broke Boys is what they call us but
We are just passionate, in need of management
Though the things often talk about ain’t meant for word of mouth
Raised my hand up, when they asked a question, then they raised doubts
Excuse me? I was talking to the bag to get it’s whereabouts, but it was an accident
Won’t dare to ask again
Wondered if I can get a piеce of mine
Then I’d bе gone with the wind
But it depends on this easel grind
And on the stroke of my pen
Wanted to win since a fetal mind
Just like when Michael was 10
But I ain’t 10, plus a feeble mind dribbles on whether it can or not be done
Good
It just needs a Thanos kinda will
Hard to snap a finger, paper cuts from monthly bills
(Monthly Bills)
But kills me to note that you don’t fill
My bank account with mills
What’s the deal?
Got me screaming out
[Hook]
Baby
I know I’ve been pretty lazy
Without you my life is crazy
Make my world go round like daily
Like where you at?
Got this Money Love for you....
Baby
I know I’ve been pretty lazy
Men in suits don’t want to pay me
Momma’s hoping you could save me
So where you at?
Got this Money Love l-like...
[Verse 2]
Rio has Tok’s, she’s a fucking Maserati
And you know what I suppose, we all want a Maserati. (Maserati)
Sexy body, making you my latest hobby
But I am no businessman, minding my business man!
I’ve been taking L’s, losses, love, lessons learnt from hell
Rock the bell, bitch I’m on my way just like I’m Double-L. (Double-L)
They say you’re the route to evil, I can tell. But I’d rather see it myself
Better with you than myself
Are you coming through, you gon just galavant?
It ain’t no problem then
Chilling with friends again
One thing in life I’ve learnt about friends, is they’re quite irrelevant
Got their hands out again
When the shit hits the fan, niggas just scram
Like the funds, was no fun, ugh!
Way to bring it to me
In advance, fill me my pants and my pockets, till it’s stuck
I heard Cardi says, “it’s Up”
So what’s up? Hoe, what’s popping?
Won’t you hook a nigga up, be my plug
Got me screaming out...
[Hook]
Baby
I know I’ve been pretty lazy
Without you my life is crazy
Make my world go round like daily
Like where you at?
Got this Money Love for you....
Baby
I know I’ve been pretty lazy
Men in suits don’t want to pay me
Momma’s hoping you could save me
So where you at?
Got this Money Love l-like...
Crazy
Daily
[Verse 1]
Pulled up, pockets clean
Bitches looking at me sober like!
Where you been? Bitch you thirsty, grab a soda
I ain’t here with all the ballers
Broke Boys is what they call us but
We are just passionate, in need of management
Though the things often talk about ain’t meant for word of mouth
Raised my hand up, when they asked a question, then they raised doubts
Excuse me? I was talking to the bag to get it’s whereabouts, but it was an accident
Won’t dare to ask again
Wondered if I can get a piеce of mine
Then I’d bе gone with the wind
But it depends on this easel grind
And on the stroke of my pen
Wanted to win since a fetal mind
Just like when Michael was 10
But I ain’t 10, plus a feeble mind dribbles on whether it can or not be done
Good
It just needs a Thanos kinda will
Hard to snap a finger, paper cuts from monthly bills
(Monthly Bills)
But kills me to note that you don’t fill
My bank account with mills
What’s the deal?
Got me screaming out
[Hook]
Baby
I know I’ve been pretty lazy
Without you my life is crazy
Make my world go round like daily
Like where you at?
Got this Money Love for you....
Baby
I know I’ve been pretty lazy
Men in suits don’t want to pay me
Momma’s hoping you could save me
So where you at?
Got this Money Love l-like...
[Verse 2]
Rio has Tok’s, she’s a fucking Maserati
And you know what I suppose, we all want a Maserati. (Maserati)
Sexy body, making you my latest hobby
But I am no businessman, minding my business man!
I’ve been taking L’s, losses, love, lessons learnt from hell
Rock the bell, bitch I’m on my way just like I’m Double-L. (Double-L)
They say you’re the route to evil, I can tell. But I’d rather see it myself
Better with you than myself
Are you coming through, you gon just galavant?
It ain’t no problem then
Chilling with friends again
One thing in life I’ve learnt about friends, is they’re quite irrelevant
Got their hands out again
When the shit hits the fan, niggas just scram
Like the funds, was no fun, ugh!
Way to bring it to me
In advance, fill me my pants and my pockets, till it’s stuck
I heard Cardi says, “it’s Up”
So what’s up? Hoe, what’s popping?
Won’t you hook a nigga up, be my plug
Got me screaming out...
[Hook]
Baby
I know I’ve been pretty lazy
Without you my life is crazy
Make my world go round like daily
Like where you at?
Got this Money Love for you....
Baby
I know I’ve been pretty lazy
Men in suits don’t want to pay me
Momma’s hoping you could save me
So where you at?
Got this Money Love l-like...
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