Lookin' Like Money - Curren$y, Tiny C Style

Got like 5 to 6 cold bottles

Couple jars of five

She don’t fuck with broke niggas

You know I ain’t no broke nigga

I won’t call her a gold digger

To me she like a go getter

Wanted a real nigga and she spotted one

Slid onside of 'em

Did what was required of her to ride with 'em

The choice was made, her decision was to get this vision

See it’s almost like I’m pimpin'

I helped develop her into something that’s worth livin' with

We could make a million bitch, if you’re listenin' to this

Take instruction, trust, there’ll be rewards in abundance

And I ain’t get this far by knowin' nothin'

Money made money, saved money, blown money

Go on bitch, we had fun, either way

You only live once, not promised another day

And never be scared to jump

This is for the life who’s pushin' their way up front

Lookin' like it, smellin' like it

Money talk — I’m all about it

Deposits — they get me excited

Bitch you need to see about it

Tiny fool smellin' like a million, givin' mixed feelin’s

I know what you like — good guy with a dapper feelin'

Gangster who’s sophisticated thug and a gentlemen

About them benjemins, only make moves for them dividends

Money all the time, tunnel vision on my grind

All I see is dollar signs, at the bank is where you find

Blue-faced style, bitch I’m in the joint, probably should see about it

Ain’t about paper, you could leave me out it

Hood-tastic block of pool, fuck the ones who doubt it

Gettin' to it while you snooze cause I can’t live without it

Money, power, respect, trynna fuck up some commas

Closed mouth, ears open, you might learn somethin'

Fuck around and earn some, my life was burdensome

They bagged these industries

Jet life got this game covered like bed sheets

Sleeping on a g, you gon' wake up workin' for me

Work hard, live well, period, end of story, nigga