Money Man - Worthless lyrics

[Intro: Yung Bleu] I want the money I want the money, yeah [Chorus: Money Man & Yung Bleu] She say that the money really don't mean sh*t to her She just want a ni**a who gon' say some real sh*t to her She done had rich ni**as, she done had b*tch ni**as (Yeah) I done put ni**as in a hearse, I'm a gravedigger Call me Big Paulie, like the mob, I'm a made ni**a fu*k all of the Fendi and Dior, that sh*t worthless She ain't really shallow, she ain't lookin' on the surface I be in Hawaii on the board, I be surfin' [Verse 1: Money Man] She just want knowledge, she don't really want a Birkin I was down bad, had no food, stomach hurtin' I was on the prowl, I was schemin', I was lurkin' Let me put you on a lil' info right now Go and get yourself a lil' crypto right now Could've had a couple hundred thousand in your bank account Could've had a couple foreign cars you was rentin' now Could've had a couple lil' spots you was rentin' out I just copped a fluffy Frenchie, that was for my main lady Gotta get the watch bust down, I can't plain jane it Gotta get some M's right now, I can't keep waitin' Gotta keep it real with yourself, you can't keep fakin' Game ain't free, you gotta pay, that's how you 'preciate it Burnin' in a Rolls-Royce truck, this sh*t depreciatin' Pull up to the club and you know I'm real inebriated I done took this street sh*t nationwide, I done elevated Had to take the stairs, they ain't let me take the elevator I was dead poor, now a ni**a gettin' hella paper Had to take the stairs, they ain't let me take the elevator I be at the crib tryna clear my mind meditatin' [Chorus: Money Man] She say that the money really don't mean sh*t to her She just want a ni**a who gon' say some real sh*t to her She done had rich ni**as, she done had b*tch ni**as I done put ni**as in a hearse, I'm a gravedigger Call me Big Paulie, like the mob, I'm a made ni**a fu*k all of the Fendi and Dior, that sh*t worthless She ain't really shallow, she ain't lookin' on the surface (Run it) I be in Hawaii on the board, I be surfin' [Verse 2: Yung Bleu] I'ma put you on a lil' street thing right now Hangin' out your door just like a keychain right now ni**a better pipe down, I can get you wiped down You can't get my phone number, b*tch, I ain't Mike Jones She got a lil' booty with them jeans and them tights on (Tights) fu*k her with a bonnet on her head and a nightgown (Night) I been on that Money Man, all my ni**as swipe now She just went and got a BBL and she right now Can I get some head? Just some head from you right now Got two bad b*tches layin' in the bed, fu*k me right now I can't wait to kill the show, just so I can kill this ho Hit her with the give-and-go, pass her to my lil' bro I fu*k with her 'cause she do me better (I fu*k with her 'cause she do me better) And she see these diamonds, it make her wetter She gon' try to treat you like a lame if you let her I was splashin' on these hoes, I ain't know any better Broke my heart to pieces, now I'm tryna hold it together I ain't trust, I had to fu*k her with the pole on the dresser [Chorus: Money Man] She say that the money really don't mean sh*t to her She just want a ni**a who gon' say some real sh*t to her She done had rich ni**as, she done had b*tch ni**as I done put ni**as in a hearse, I'm a gravedigger Call me Big Paulie, like the mob, I'm a made ni**a fu*k all of the Fendi and Dior, that sh*t worthless She ain't really shallow, she ain't lookin' on the surface I be in Hawaii on the board, I be surfin'