Aston Martin Phi - Dollar Signs lyrics

[Hook-Strap] Lord, you know I'm a sinner Get um first, I don't remember I remember Richcrest I remember long pistol, yeah Real diamond, no crystal, yeah Dollar signs all are mental, yeah Dollar signs all are mental, yeah Dollar signs all are mental, yeah Grindin' hard for my boys Grindin' hard for my n***as We done worked for every nickel I ain't tryna spare a nickel Name another n***a realer Name another n***a realer Name another n***a realer Name another n***a realer [Verse 1-Strap] I was the star of the month Ridin around with my boys Ridin around with the thugs The streets they show me some love That beef ain't nothing, lil boy I keeping that heat by my gut You got you some shooters, so what? We love [?] when we boot up n***a be acting so tough I know they bluff I know they ain't came to [?] Might pour a four in my cup While I count up, promise I can't get enough Louis V frame, when the heat change In the two seater, watch me switch lanes Young Biscayne, I'm a six [?] Cuban link change [Hook-Strap] Lord, you know I'm a sinner Get um first, I don't remember I remember Richcrest I remember long pistol, yeah Real diamond, no crystal, yeah Dollar signs all are mental, yeah Dollar signs all are mental, yeah Dollar signs all are mental, yeah [Verse 2-Kevin Gates] Lord forgive me, I'm a sinner Street n***a, good intentions I remember we was little I'mma get us out the trenches I'mma put us all in Benz's House brick-layer fences Watchin' off of camera lenses I am really not pretending You can afford Can't even find it in stores She used to tell me she was bored I touch her like never before I rip her, pin her to the floor Tryin different dick, what you doing? Tryna steal it, she just want more Need a bigger closet, one door [Bridge-Kevin Gates] These n***as ain't got no heart These n***as ain't got no heart These n***as ain't got no heart They ain't bout goin' to war These n***as ain't got no heart These n***as ain't got no heart These n***as ain't got no heart They ain't bout goin' to war [Hook-Strap] Lord, you know I'm a sinner Get um first, I don't remember I remember Richcrest I remember long pistol, yeah Real diamond, no crystal, yeah Dollar signs all are mental, yeah Dollar signs all are mental, yeah Dollar signs all are mental, yeah [Verse 3-Skooly] Grinding hard for my momma Grinding hard for my boys 2 Chainz is my big dawg, TRU is my squad Couple n***a drops off, they got hate in they heart n***a said I fall off, like I'm losing my voice Talking bout who*es, I'mma go get me a horse I'mma go get me a Porsche Make it make all the noise Engine make all the noise And they go [?] I remember tall b**hes though I was a boy, well not anymore [Hook-Strap] Lord, you know I'm a sinner Get um first, I don't remember I remember Richcrest I remember long pistol, yeah Real diamond, no crystal, yeah Dollar signs all are mental, yeah Dollar signs all are mental, yeah Dollar signs all are mental, yeah Grindin' hard for my boys Grindin' hard for my n***as We done worked for every nickel I ain't tryna spare a nickel Name another n***a realer Name another n***a realer Name another n***a realer Name another n***a realer [Verse 4-Aston Martin Phi] They talk it, we live it, we in the streets for real I get it popping cause I done done it for real I swear this beast made me I rock cash money like I'm Baby And when it comes to flossing ain't gone let up off em Until I'm dead and six feet under living in the coffin Cause I surround myself with bosses I can't take no loss I came from the ghetto, where n***as better be cautious [Verse 5-Spodee] Its been a long time coming, still gotta be patient Know some real n***as with me, know some f** n***as hating I drive the ho crazy, I got it road raging If he ain't coming with the money baby we can't have relations Y'all n***as dick riding, I'm big timing I been doing this sh** n***a I been screwing this b**h, n***a I been f**ing this ho All I wanna get is somemore Give me a Benz truck and a road Give me an airplane and a boat I'm staying prayed up on these hoes