- King Von Something Else 歌詞
- King Von
- (Intro)
EY3ZLOW on the beat
Von
(Verse 1)
Man Im a hard workin ***** like a brick lear (Uh-uh)
You a hardworkin sitter like a bench player
You aint even in the game, you was back then (It was back then)
And Im onto the money, Ill be back then (Ill be back then)
Talkin money then you talkin my language
I keep a small circle but we all on the same shit
And you aint gettin money, ***** you should be ashamed
Cause its plenty to be made, how the ** ** you gon explain it?
You broke *****s gon starve where I come from (Where I come from)
And you gotta have heart where I come from (Where I come from)
Aint no handout, ***** its a cold world
So you gotta go hard where I come from
Get-get-get off your ass and go get it
You want some go get it
I witnessed the shit aint gon come to you
Im tryna get me some millions, if you talkin business we got somethin in common, I **** with you
Member days I was broke and aint have shit (Uh-uh)
Wearinhand-me-down clothes it was nasty (Uh-uh)
And I shoot it by myself, I dont pass it
Im thumbin through these hunnids its a passion (Cash , cash)
(Chorus)
And I dont wanna talk about nothin else (Nah)
If it aint about money then its somethin else (Then its somethin else)
And I dont wanna talk about nothin else (Nah-nah)
If it aint about money,I dont talk about it (Dont talk about it)
And I dont wanna talk about nothin else (No)
If it aint about money then its somethin else (Huh-uh, huh-uh)
And I dont wanna talk about nothin else (Nah)
If it aint about money, I dont talk about it (What? Huh?)
(Verse 2)
Im committed to the money like a marriage (Uh -uh)
Get the Ms and repeat like a parrot (Uh-uh)
And Im loyal to the money and the money only (Yeah-yeah)
Keep a ratchet cause I keep a lotta money on me (Boom-boom)
Im the hottest in the sun, cant compare to me
Cause Ive been on fire like a lighter and some kerosene
And I aint tryna kick it if you broke you might embarrass me
Im in another brackets, so you need to stop comparing me (Okay)
Then I jump off the porch, Ima shoot shit (Boom-boom)
I was hungry, I was sick and tired of strugglin (Boom-boom)
Graduated to a mil, I feed you
I do it for my people, as long as the money still comin in
Whole lot of blood, sweat and tears in this shit
I did years in this shit, it aint promise, its possible
I cannot lie I be real with this shit, I be livin this shit
My success im responsible
***** you could fall off any day now (Uh-uh)
But its your own fault if you stay down (Uh-uh)
And I aint tryna talk to no feds (Nah, nah)
I dont know what the **** to tell you (Nah, nah)
(Chorus)
And I dont wanna talk about nothin else (Nah)
If it aint about money then its somethin else (Then its somethin else)
And I dont wanna talk about nothin else (Nah-nah)
If it aint about money, I dont talk about it (Dont talk about it)
And I dont wanna talk about nothin else (No)
If it aint about money then its somethin else (Huh-uh, huh-uh)
And I dont wanna talk about nothin else (Nah)
If it aint about money, I dont talk about it (What? Huh?)
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