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I Got Money Now
Deante' Hitchcock Lyrics


I got money now, ooh
Ay, ooh, damn, okay
Ay ooh, ay ooh

Ooh
Remember they told me that I wouldn't get it
Then I went and got it
Shit, uh
I ain't had shit but lint in my pockets, nigga
I was havin' withdrawals now I'm at the bank, makin' deposits, nigga
Shout out to Fifty, boy "Get Rich Or Die Tryin'"
Ain't no other option, I gotta go get it
Remember my mom bein' broke as a joke
Pay the rent with the light bill, shawty
They cut off the lights it was dark at the house
But I knew I was bright still, shawty
Then they cut off the heat and my heart got cold
I'm talkin' about ice chills, shawty
I knew I was great, even though niggas hated
I made it like Mike-WiLL, shawty
Went from eatin' on ramen to gettin' it poppin'
Can't take shit for granted, you know how we rockin'
I made it look easy, like "Straight Outta Compton"
And now I'm on go ain't no motherfuckin' stoppin'
You seen what I saw comin' up from the bottom
Made me a menace like Dennis no Rodman
Gettin' the shit ain't no motherfuckin' problem
Said get 'em, I got 'em, quit fuckin' around
Nigga fire the blunt, ayy

For all of the time we were late on the rent at the first of the month, ay
It was PB&J all day and now we eatin' on conch for lunch, ay
Now I walk in the store with my momma
And tell her to buy what she want
I ain't hearin' that shit that you talking 'bout

Shut the fuck up, I got money now
Bitch
(Ay, ooh, shit, oh-oh)
I got money now, ay, I got
Bitch
Once upon a time tho'
Ay ooh

I ain't had no money, my niggas was hungry
My pockets was empty like Chick-Fil-A, Sunday
My future was pretty, my past was ugly
But now I'm back in my bag lil' buddy
We got the shit out the motherfuckin' mud
And now we wasn't fresh but we weren't bummy
That shit ain't no joke when your money be funny
So I had to jump in the game like Jumanji
I ain't had no money to help out my momma
That shit had me frustrated, shawty
Lookin' back at the second, the end of the month
Like my nigga we just made it, shawty
Now the baddest bitches be tryna fuck
I can get them all butt naked, shawty
I ain't even tryna fuck on my ex no more
Tell that bitch I done upgraded, shawty
Find out what I was worth then I put on a tax
Built my foundation, on Fenty, no MAC
Stay out the way go get the money and stack
But my momma still workin', I cannot relax
These niggas goofy, I'm turnt to the max
I got your babe by my side word to Zack (ay, ay, ay)
And I'm with Von, Quez, Dre and Mac
Nigga we off the broke and we ain't goin' back
Nigga fire the blunt, ay

For all of the time we were late on the rent at the first of the month, ay
It was PB&J all day and now we eatin' on conch for lunch, ay
Now I walk in the store with my momma
And tell her to buy what she want
I ain't hearin' that shit that you talking 'bout

Shut the fuck up, I got money now
Bitch
(Ay, ooh, shit, oh-oh)
I got money now
Bitch

Look, look
'Member we stayed in apartment, the house was provided by government
And my cousin he slept on the couch
With the oven open, bitch he felt like The Revenant
Get the covers and read a new cover to cut the shit
I've been fuckin' this shit out my bucket list
Drop my nuts on the lips of a lusty bitch
For the love of the money, I'm bussin', who tryna take it from me?
Shit, I'ma need commissary
If you come for the commas, the consequences, very common sense
To tell 'em comin' from never havin' shit is scary as killin' a bear
The frigidity is a bitch, Will Perry in, it's six
An enigma niggra in a tinted Benz
I done missed the pen then I gripped the pen
Niggas slit me in, nigga this revenge
Fuck what they talkin'
I got a driver but I was just walkin'
I'm a survivor like Jigga lil' shawty
But I was the littlest pick of the litter, would shit on my pop
Not at the top so if I ever drop, I ain't goin' to fall
But we goin' far as forever, infinity
It ain't no quittin', let me hold that thought
Nigga fire the blunt, ay

For all of the time we were late on the rent at the first of the month, ay
It was PB&J all day and now we eatin' on conch for lunch, ay
Now I walk in the store with my momma
And tell her to buy what she want
I ain't hearin' that shit that you talking 'bout

Shut the fuck up, I got money now

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Brandon Phillips-Taylor, Charles Stepney, Deante Van Hitchcock, Destin Route, Minnie Riperton, Richard Rudolph

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Ryan Williams

Came for JID. Left impressed and disappointed at the same time

ConnorShawMusic

https://youtu.be/2_dt8XAhcX8

Treshawn Hines

It’s also on his channel lol. From 4 months ago💀

michael richards

Look up the song on Spotify or Apple Music it has JIDs verse

TyRee Becker

J.I.D was so cold my ears must have missed all the flames

sanele nontenja

Bruh 😂😂😂

Dr306ew

fr mayn 🤣🤣🤣🤣

Delbert Bates

I guess DaBaby got fired from the company after filming his Suge video, so they hired my guy Deante😂😂

Tando Fumba

my guy literally said gimme the suge video w some church in it

ConnorShawMusic

@Deante Hitchcock lmao , bruh ur album better is my fav of 2020 . Listen to it everyday. 💯🔥🙏

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