Deante' Hitchcock I Got Money Now (feat. J.i.d)
[Intro: Deante' Hitchcock]
I got money now
Ayy, ooh, damn, okay
Ayy-ooh, ayy-ooh
[Verse 1: Deante' Hitchcock]
Ooh
Remember they told me that I wouldn't get it
Then I went and got it
Shit, uh
I ain't have 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 of 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' ice chils, 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
[?] oh my God, I been f..ckin' the [?]
[Pre-Chorus: Deante' Hitchcock]
Nigga fire the blunt, ayy
For all of the time we were late on the rent at the first of the month, ayy
It was PB&J in bed and now we eatin' on conch for lunch, ayy
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
[Chorus: Deante' Hitchcock]
Shut the f..ck up, I got money now
Bitch
Ayy, ooh, shit, oh-oh
I got money now, ayy, I got—
Bitch
Once upon a time tho'
Ayy-ooh
[Verse 2: Deante' Hitchcock]
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' baddie
We got the shit out the motherfuckin' mud
And now we wasn't fresh but we wasn't bummy
That shit ain't no joke when your money be funny
So I had to jump in the gang 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 f..ck, I can get them all but naked, shawty
I ain't even tryna f..ck on my ex no more, tell that bitch I done upgraded, shawty
Find out what I would work then I put on a tax
Build my foundation, no fence and no mat
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 with the [?] (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
And I'm with Von, Quez, Dre and Mac, nigga we off the broke and we ain't goin' back
[Pre-Chorus: Deante' Hitchcock]
Nigga fire the blunt, ayy
For all of the time we were late on the rent at the first of the month, ayy
It was PB&J in bed and now we eatin' on conch for lunch, ayy
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
[Chorus: Deante' Hitchcock]
Shut the f..ck up, I got money now
Bitch
Ayy, ooh, shit, oh-oh
I got money now, ayy, I got—
Bitch
[Verse 3: JID]
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 a The Revenant
Get the covers and read a new cover to cut the shit
I've been f..ckin' 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 tragedy is a bitch, well buried in the Six
[?] we in the tinted Benz
I done missed the pen then I quit the pen
Niggas slit me in, nigga this revenge
F..ck 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
Now 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
[Pre-Chorus: Deante' Hitchcock & JID, Both]
Nigga fire the blunt, ayy
For all of the time we were late on the rent at the first of the month, ayy
It was PB&J in bed and now we eatin' on conch for lunch, ayy
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
[Chorus: Deante' Hitchcock]
Shut the f..ck up, I got money now