Locree - World Spinnin' lyrics

[Intro] Fl, Tampa, 813 to 941 You already know what it is This is what we do for a living, this ain't no hobby Check me....Money[ [Verse 1] I told my n***as we gon' fly, watch the haters cause they grounded Astound the world with our words and the way the ba** pounded Pound my fist through the clay, sweat drippin from my face Chase these goals everyday, hit these lows everyday Feel this heat from this kitchen but this bread gotta get made anyway Grind hard til the day My mind turned to ye but them n***as in the prison wishin six years was today Vision slain Gotta get it, that's how it is Need this money so we can live Mama work overtime, 2 jobs, what a life Money, cars, what we strive Already got the hoes, already got the clothes Sold my soles for my goals Smoked this dro for my lows Made my mind too slow No control on my mode Gotta stay on my toes Bear this weight til I'm old Ain't no sweaters for this cold [Hook] (Money, Money, Money Make the world go Money, Money, Money Makes the world go round) x4 [Verse 2] Drop the top on the Caprice, break necks in the streets A couple seconds, wake up, f**, i wish that was me Turned to late night grindin', Bruxism with beats Turned my visions 3D, now my brain at it's peak Mama said I can do it all, seen the hero in me All rise, if you hatin', see the villian in me Benadryl is in me If you allergic to that bullsh** take a does of Cree, but don't sleep See the money bring the power and it been inna me I see my fam and they hurtin' Do the pain reach a peak? Most n***as do it wrong, for them I succeed A lost soul, misunderstood This the legend of me If money the root of evil, emit the devil in me And I know that's wrong but times gettin hard, Can't see my god Tunnel vision Palms itchin', this proposition gon' lead to prison Gotta message for the youngin's Gaudy sh** below the prism Present my presence in the game A-list predator enlisted Pave a lane, f** the fame, its all about the message Keep pessimist from ya circle, keep b**hes for the tension The money is the mission, Ain't no need for opposition, n***a, Cause.... [Hook] [Bridge] I know I'm lost girl I'm throwing money in this lost world Check the time, soon turn a citizen to Rolex Watch me glow next I'm thinking more and more and more checks, Shine x3 Watch me glow next [Verse 3] Lemme protest They're trying to stunt my progress I profess my time and shine in a Rolex Only so you undress... Guess who gon' cum next... I'm buying out the whole bar... I'm shinning like a new star... Never had no money so I throw it like a dummy Seeing bottle, bars, and b**hes Filling liquor in my tummy Switchin' friends cause income make it hard to see who incoming Bummin' wit my yougnin's, I stunt for my miscoming Treat the brown liquid as my tears, it's still running Rummage through the streets Walking off beats, Words slurred Talking off beat Don't give a f** what you could see, Persistency For instance she , could see me with my latest lady Getting twisted, see My morals start to crumble as I suffocate under this rumble, oh no [Outro] (I still want that money) x3 I don't care, I still want that