Future the Artist - All About The Money lyrics

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Future the Artist - All About The Money lyrics

In the morning when I wake up, aint nothing on my mind but a pay cut Life long hunt for the paper. Then I put in work just to get some When you see the high top like eraser, its Future, spit like a laser So sharp might cut a n***a face up hard like straight no chaser But enough bout me, this a song bout dreams and the people tryna make it a reality Gotta give your heart, gotta give your best, gotta be willing to risk everything So I sacrifice and I grind all night cuz I'd rather die than give up Everybody hating "WASSUP! Yall see me blowin up!" I aint had enough money yet to be sick of it If you wanna blame somebody, blame the government These my songs, so naw I aint defending em What really made you think I would be different? Every n***a want cake like 50 get Wit a bank account full of them Benjamins Slowly and surely I be making it. Its evident by the cars I be rolling in Lexus, BM Dub or the Benzes, Limousines with the champagne gla**es On dro you can tell by the ashes, cruising, straight recline, relaxing My grind in action, Tic Toc round the clock like Ke$ha Word hard to be among the Stars, coming up like an intern at NASA Astronaut, head like a helmet how big it got co*ky than a mug cuz I got that guap, repping my city til the 'Ville on top Who gon take my spot? Nobody man only 1 Flattop Do what I want, like k**ing this beat cuz it got that knock Yacht sailing, kush inhaling, lobster on my platter Robe and slippers in the suite, drinks at the cabana Foreign whips, foreign chicks, Dime in the MCLaren Super sick Louis fits from the store in Paris Now that I got me a drop top, I aint never going back to the bus stop Prepare for the reign of the Flattop. Take off where the last n***a left off Paid my dues to get in this game, so gimme my loot then I'm on my way Got Grammy's to win, movies to make, but 1st thing 1st gotta get this cake I dont wanna struggle no more. I just wanna live good while I count my dough My patience running out, I aint got much more. I still gotta hustle cuz the grind dont slow But naw I aint quitting because I gotta get it Since the day that I was born I been on the same mission Prove the haters wrong, make the whole world listen And keep getting this money til its non left for getting FYTCH!