Headie One - Pound Signs lyrics

[Intro: Bob Marley, Interviewer] (Money, I mean what is, how much, how much is a lot of money to you?) (That's a good question. Have you made, say, millions of dollars?) ES on the beat LikkleDotz (No) (Are you a rich man?) (When you mean rich, what you mean?) (Do you have a lot of possessions? Lot of money in the bank?) (Possesion make you rich? I don't, I don't have that type of richness, my richness is life, forever) [Chorus] (Yo, yo, yo) They say the pound signs turnin' me crazy (One) Just look what's it doin' to me I'll put two hundred racks on his cranium and make his own friend wanna put him to sleep (Turn) Funny how I used to pray for a chain until there's bruises on my knees A hundred thou', man blew it this week (Turn, turn) Seen friends turn foes (One), then roses grew out my sleeve I've seen the fiend nearly overdose, and I can still hear that voice in my dreams Packs got flew out the T, no one was rootin' for me They should make a movie on me, [?][0:50] Louis on me Look what this money is doing to me [Verse 1] Look what this money is doing to me (Money) She wanted goals like Bey' and Jay-Z (Jay-Z) Then she got left emotionally scarred, Lil Baby I make this money, this money don't make me Gotta chase money 'cah pussy don't pay me Got a new ni**a, but she'll be back Shorty said I'm unforgettable like Swae Lee The pound sign amaze me Look what it's doin' to me I just go flood the whole block with trainers One was velcro, the rest had laces Somebody on job could have got a facelift (One) 'Cause the stupidity And my label love the lucrative me So next time I want ten milli, that's a platinum pay cheque New opp block, the neighbours don't know my name yet (Turn, turn) But they know there's trade Don't know how shh-shh didn't turn flavours It really could have went the Gelato way Need one hundred mil' before I touch my grave I pray, I pray (Money) Until then, I'm on work, bro, night shift, day shift, night shift, day [Chorus] They say the pound signs turnin' me crazy (One) Just look what's it doin' to me I'll put two hundred racks on his cranium and make his own friend wanna put him to sleep (Turn) Funny how I used to pray for a chain until there's bruises on my knees A hundred thou, man blew it this week (Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn) Turn See friends turn foes (One), then roses grew out my sleeve I've seen the fiend nearly overdose, and I can still hear that voice in my dreams Packs got flew out the T, no one was rootin' for me They should make a movie on me, [?] Louis on me Look what this money is doing to me [Verse 2] Pops said this money is ruinin' me (Turn, turn, told me turn, yeah) Flick My pops said this money is ruinin' me My new ting Cuba ain't cuter than me And even though she ain't ten-ten It's the inner beauty for me How many times did I bring that wraps to boil The T-house brought out the Susan in me Drug squad bootin' off the bando door They found nothin' 'bout ni**as and failed Done years in the can, now I'm free (Free up) Took the PWITS to the chest but you know for the works had to turn on the the plea They would have threw away the key (Ah) Two hundred racks for a show Three years ago, I would do it for free Not to long, I was kway up north 875 what I took for that 'teenth (One) Had to chase this money all through my teens, now this money chase me (Told me turn, ay) Ah, this paper long, ain't comin' in free [Chorus] They say the pound signs turnin' me crazy (One) Just look what's it doin' to me I'll put two hundred racks on his cranium and make his own friend wanna put him to sleep (Turn) Funny how I used to pray for a chain until there's bruises on my knees A hundred thou, man blew it this week (Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn) Seen friends turn foes (One), then roses grew out my sleeve I've seen the fiend nearly overdose, and I can still hear that voice in my dreams Packs got flew out the T, no one was rootin' for me They should make a movie on me, [?] Louis on me Look what this money is doing to me (Suh-suh) [Outro] (Look what this money is doing to me) LikkleDotz ES on the beat