Bryson Tiller - Money Problems / Benz Truck lyrics

Part 1: Money Problems [Intro] Hey Goddamn, goddamn Hey (God) Hey Oh, yeah, yeah, haha, true [Chorus] Money, money, power I need checks in every week Four Season, n***a, I need breakfast in my suite n***as don't make money when they disrespecting me You would think they got a check, the way they checking for me, no [Verse 1] Every time you see me, I'm in go mode n***as ain't 'bout to charge up, blowing smoke (smoke) When I drop a few n***as is goin' ghost You ga**ed up thinkin' we go toe-to-toe Ayy, I'm bout to go Kanye West on n***as You know care less if I upset some n***as Hey, supposedly I've been in debt with n***as f** 'em, I ain't writing out no check for n***as My lawyer check them n***as, said don't sweat them n***as Order lobster for breakfast and dinner He talkin' wild, I said objection, n***a You a lame, get up out my section, n***a Hey, he throwin' shade, I don't play fetch with n***as Yeah, big money, still I rarely flex on n***as Don't need attention, just respect from n***as Oh no, all I really need is, need is [Chorus] Money, money, power I need checks in every week Four Season, n***a, I need breakfast in my suite n***as don't make money when they disrespecting me You would think they got a check, the way they checking for me Money, money, power I need checks in every week Four Season, n***a, I need breakfast in my suite n***as don't make money when they disrespecting me You would think they got a check, the way they checking for me [Verse 2] No way, that's okay, that's okay Oh, I come a long way Yeah and it's been a while since I clocked in Came out on top and shawty tell me I'm poppin' Might miss a concoction, yeah, pour me a drink up When these n***as start wildin', yeah, you the one that I think of And God, he the only one thing keepin' you n***as from gettin' sprayed up For my daughter, I'm gangster, for a dollar, you a traitor (traitor, traitor, traitor) You got money problems, I'm sorry (hey) Ain't no money problems ever stop me (never) I just treat a prayer like a hobby And then I prosper to godspeed and it got me [Chorus] Money, money, power I need checks in every week Four Season, n***a, I need breakfast in my suite n***as don't make money when they disrespecting me You would think they got a check, the way they checking for me Money, money, power I need checks in every week Four Season, n***a, I need breakfast in my suite n***as don't make money when they disrespecting me You would think they got a check, the way they checking for me, no Part 2: Benz Truck [Verse] Ayy, yeah, I heard They talkin' crazy on the block still I ain't on the block no more, I'm in the hills Just checked the temperature, I'm hot still Ridin' 65, I'm on them hot wheels The flow way when I'm sauced up I got my money right last year, I bossed up Them diamonds, they look fake, they must ain't cost much Fake friends, they gon' say we lost touch Strangers, they gon' say I switched up Broke n***as look at me like easy lick, yeah Bad b**hes want my kids, yeah Light skin, I call 'em my honey dip, yeah n***as waitin' on me to slip up On my black, I just flex that's how I feel, yeah Lambo with the doors up, just for a feel up Pull up to the crib, jump inside the Benz truck [Chorus] Ayy, jump inside the Benz truck I might sell the Lambo, buy a Benz truck Or a SLS, gotta pick one Get my b**h one And she at the crib, yeah, doin' sit ups And she tryna get fit for a young n***a She a down a** b**h, that's why I f** with her I'm just tryna get rich, double up figures [Outro] Get 'em, get 'em, get 'em She a down a** b**h, that's why I f** with her She a down a** b**h Down, down, down, down, down