Willie The Kid - When the Money Comes lyrics

[La the Darkman] Yeah, I rock different color forces, cherry and mango Different color whip collection look like a rainbow Sometimes I push the Benz, sometimes the Range Rove Standard, the luxury, they can't figure my angle But they know that I get dough from the way that my chain glow Diamonds get em on my dick, I could snatch your main ho Far as the flow, I'm like a Ferrari Testero When I hit the gas on that a**, n***a I'mma blow Sorta like Russell Crowe, smooth and on the low Getting money trying not to let nobody know In and out of state, with that weight, bag it up, get that cake Pray for every trip, I get there safe If I don't believe I'll be stuck in a jail space So I move with urgency, but at a snail's pace With God's grace, I keep getting checks like Mase When it comes to hip-hop, I'mma be the new face [Chorus 2X: La the Darkman] Everybody want a piece son when the money comes Some are smart with it, some are just dumb n***as will try to k** you just to get a crumb But I'm from the hood, so I bust my gun [Willie the Kid] Ayo, when it's time in Chi-Town I'm on my way Magnificent mile to spend a lil somethin I'm pimping hard out in Detroit Catch me in Greek Town, Casino style I'll win a lil something Syke, naw, I don't gamble I scramble the top floor renaissance overlooking Windsor Watch the sunset, next morning shoot the summer set Cardiar store where they overlook pretenders It's Coney Island, I don't need no McDonalds Back to the Chi, yo I need G.O. Donalds Shoot to the roof, n***a home sweet home But ain't sh** sweet at home Except the chicks, pretty mamas who accept this dick I f** a n***a's baby moma with the high school wit They know Willie been fly, there's no Benny Highners I'm b, p, and t, purge baskets you ba*tards I got it mastered, midwest's best Dirty south transplant, up town n***a I'm frequent flyer, I won't stop n***a You know how I get down, I get around [Chorus 2X]