f*ck lyrics

[Chorus]
Money don't make me I make money (Yeah)
Money don't make me, I make money (Yeah)
Money don't make me, I make money (Yeah yeah)

[Verse]
Yeah my mama told me don't tell on nobody, ain't no snitchin'
Lil bro dem showed me all we leave the house for is the kitchen
I watched Rico whip his first 31 grams into a 60
When Lil Chris had came home missing
I was proud of True Religion
Somewhere gambling with Lil Milton
Car stolen, we ain't trippin'
I remember going to school to get suspended
Mama scratched off found my blicky, ain't no kickin' me out i'm different
Get lil money, think I get it
Went to prison, I should've listened
I ride bulletproof, they follow me in foreigns with them switches
n*ggas actin' like they opps, i'll make lil bro dem f*ck they b*tches
I be somewhere chillin' sippin' syrup
I call all the shots, but I still put in work
Pumping brakes, I don't go on dates
They can't see my face, i'm super turnt
I don't want your b*tch bro you can have her back, she super burnt (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Money don't make me I make money (Yeah)
Money don't make me, I make money (Yeah)
Money don't make me, I make money (Yeah yeah)