Song: Scared Money
Artist:  Randyman
Year: 2020
Viewed: 80 - Published at: 2 years ago

[Intro:Randyman]

Yeah
Niggas talking bout they want a bag
But they ain't doing nothing about it
You feel me nigga
You gotta get up off yo ass nigga and go and get that bread nigga
You heard me
Scared money don't make no money nigga




[Chorus: Randyman]

Make money
Make money
Make money (Yeah)

Make money
Make money
Make money
Scared money
Don't make money (Yeah)
Scared money
Don't make money (Yeah)

Make money
Make money
Make money (Yеah) (The only real prison is fear, and thе only real freedom is the freedom from fear)

Make money
Make money
Make money (Yeah)

Scared money
Don't make money (Yeah)
Scared money (These niggas don't want no money, you heard me)
Don't make money (Yeah)



[Verse 1: Randyman]

Black Warren Buffet with a money bag (Yeah)
Pop a lot of tags yeah my bitch is bad
Pull up in that red thang with a freak (Forreal)
Pussy super wet call her super leak
Money is the motive so what you chasing
Take a trip half of twelve now that vacation
I can sense it when a nigga out here time wasting
For a verse it cost a bird hustlers equation
Is you getting out the mud do you know the struggle
Familiar with that scent when that shit bubble
Shake back on them like a four and a half
Hit it with that mannitol send it up the Ave
Send it up the Ave
Hit it with that mannitol
Send it up the Ave
Send it up the Ave
Hit it with that mannitol
Send it up the Ave


(Chorus: Randyman)

Make money
Make money
Make money (Yeah)

Make money
Make money
Make money

Scared money
Don't make money (Yeah)
Scared money
Don't make money (Yeah)

Make money
Make money
Make money (Yeah)

Make money
Make money
Make money (Yeah)

Scared money
Don't make money (Yeah)
Scared money
Don't make money (Yeah)


[Verse 2: Randyman]

I'm back on my shit like a fly with it
Ice runny like a faucet with the drip in it
Ain't over a hundred then I won't sit in it
You know you doing something right when them commas hit different
Mister new jack city
My wave el Niño
Nigga ball so hard
We don't count free throws
Sit back in that Bach
Watch that boss lingo
Laissez le bon temps rouler to my native people

( Randyman )
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