Nate Smith - Colour Money lyrics

[Intro] (Excerpt of Plies talking on stage) [Post Hook: IKENO] Blue, purple, green, red, brown Tell 'em that I'm coming for the crown Tell 'em it's about to go down For that blue, purple, green, red, brown *Colour Money!* [Verse 1: IKENO] Black boy fly, pocket full of dead white people Pray I stay grounded as I hold on to the root of evil I done planted all my seeds, I'mma grow a money tree I know I'm the greatest, I won't let you n***as humble me I know, I can do bad on my own f** a 9 to 5, I'm jumping off the slave boat Started from the bottom, now we all up in the elevator Hell o' paper, p**y, and the power, I'm a generator Leader of my generation... Winning is my 2nd nature, keep that colour money segregated f** boys separated... Stay away from jealous haters, some of y'all will never ever make it I'm just tryna keep it Robert Borden Wake up counting gwalla with my shorty Told my mama I'mma make a fortune Now watch me rap my way onto the Forbes List [Hook: IKENO] I need good head to make up for the bad days Imported Cubans in my ashtray Blowing green with my queen as we live it up Pocket fulla dead prime ministers (I want that) Blue, purple, green, red, brown Tell 'em that I'm coming for the crown Tell 'em it's about to go down For that blue, purple, green, red, brown *Colour Money!* [Verse 2: IKENO] Can't stop, won't stop, I do it for the Vern Block This is for my youngin's still hoppin' over them turnstiles I'mma beat the system even if a n***a gotta cheat Can't pay fare when they don't play fair, this is a monopoly I know, white man still tryna own us Like "Who you wanna be? Jay Z or Michael Jordan?" Tryna sell a dream that I can't afford to buy Record label, sports team, man I'll probably never sign Never mind, I'mma go and join Illuminati Put my mind and soul in this sh**, all these rappers gettin' bodied Need an R8 Audi, matte black Bugatti I'mma race up to a racist, hawk spit on his Ferrari Ain't no need to say sorry, unapologetic Took their hatred and my fears, now I'm fueling up my engine Went and built a stand when the universe gave me lemons How you got a sour face, when you never got to taste it, god damn! [Hook: IKENO] I need good head to make up for the bad days Imported Cubans in my ashtray Blowing green with my queen as we live it up Pocket fulla dead prime ministers (I want that) Blue, purple, green, red, brown Tell 'em that I'm coming for the crown Tell 'em it's about to go down For that blue, purple, green, red, brown *Colour Money!* [Bridge: IKENO] Chasing after rainbows, tryna find a pot of gold Tell my mama, that I gotta go Yen, Euro, Peso, Stacking dollars all around the globe For that gwalla, I'll put on a show Chasing after rainbows, tryna find a pot of gold Tell my mama, that I gotta go Yen, Euro, Peso, Stacking dollars all around the globe Make that gwalla, then I bring it home [Hook: IKENO] I need good head to make up for the bad days Imported Cubans in my ashtray Blowing green with my queen as we live it up Pocket fulla dead prime ministers (I want that) Blue, purple, green, red, brown Tell 'em that I'm coming for the crown Tell 'em it's about to go down For that blue, purple, green, red, brown *Colour Money!*