MONEYWAY

Yeah, yeah. T O twenty one, ayy. Lifestyle is the money way, yeah. Shout out Big O nine two, I'm a be Your way. Lifestyle is the money way. Money fat, call it heavyweight. Blue face and a bloody face. Risk it last, bro, game day. Lifestyle is the money way. Money fat, call it heavyweight. Blue face and a bloody face. Risk it last, bro, game day. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, risk it last, bro, game day. My love is so cold, seeing green. If it go up, I can't see a thing. I caught me a Fanta, mix it with lean. Feel like I'm in Atlanta, I step in my Script. If I say something, it's all on me. Twenty-four shotty, it pull like a beat. Call me Big Thirty 'cause I sound like a Wreath. Flexing money on me, I'ma make your buds Bleed. Big global tint and I'm stepping. Big thirty-eight for the weapon. Shooting like hard in the Rock City. You doubtin' my heart and some rock city. Talking shit, then we pop it and poppin' it. Droppin' bars on them basta, I'm like Kendrick. We ain't never gon' stop, still trappin'. If it goes up and then down, making around. Bitches getting around me, they searching for clout. When they get around me, they searching for cock. We can send them to heaven, that's what you Want now. They wanna pop beats, know racks in The house. In the skinny like Amiris. They call me T O, T O. But my penis don't fit in no skinny jeans. I might take 'em off my phone. Whatever I do, I'ma faint low. Know lil' man by the O be the main Load. Money way is my life, so don't get Close. Man, I don't need no stylist, no fake Clothes. Better have your gun in my section. Otherwise, we step on you while stepping. It's big thirty-eight for the weapon. It's Big Twenty One with the weapon. Lifestyle is the money way. Money fat, call it heavyweight. Blue face and a bloody face. Risk it last, bro, game day. Lifestyle is the money way. Money fat, call it heavyweight. Blue face and a bloody face. Risk it last, bro, game day. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, risk it last, Bro, game day. Party, dropping, Riding, rocking. We ain't your party, it means we gon' rob It. If we on an island, it means we're Drowning. We made it, we made it. See the opps, we take 'em, tape 'em. Ballin' hard like Jason Tatum. Island Cayman, Michael Jackson. We in your block, all we do is just Flexing. If I skip out, I'ma shoot and I'm Patient. I kill a nigga, he got a baby. I'ma fuck his bitch and I doubt they get Crazy. I shoot your roof off, no ceiling. Biggie will lose, they're just playing. I wear it lean and I shade it. Every cream mean like Bailey. Didn't fuck your bitch. Women loving me. We been smoking spliffs. In the block, we split. Your hoe riding on me. We fucking your whole lit. We fucking, I'm on fleek. Blow pops while I blow cheeks. Lifestyle is the money way. Money fat, call it heavyweight. Blue face and a bloody face. Risk it last, bro, game day. Lifestyle is the money way. Money fat, call it heavyweight. Blue face and a bloody face. Risk it last, bro, game day.