Make Your Money by Matthew G Lyrics
[Intro - Matthew G]
Yeah
I'm teach you something bout life
True story
Story part 1, lets get it started
[Verse 1 - Matthew G]
You a young teenager and you giving it all out
But you take life as a joke like you live in a dollhouse
You want things to be your way, you tired of nonsess
Tears in your eyes when you see when your mom's stress
That's the concept, you think life you can scribble through
But it ain't easy cause u only in middle school
And you feel little too, you need some cash again
So you resort too stripping and shaking your ass for men
Never knew where your head went
But your mom's worst fear is for you to come up pregnant
Don't need no nigga name Donovan, your life ain't promising
On the pole, I know your wonder how your mama been
Worrying bout you sick exposing yourself to
All kinds of creepy niggas just whose it helps you
Get paid, you need to speak to the reverend
And if you wanna make your money then go head then
[Chorus - Matthew G]
Make your money cause nobody loves struggling
You ain't gotta pimp, seduce, or go to drug smuggling
Way out the bad and the good will out way you
Take care of your business and always stay true
[Verse 2 - Matthew G]
Wanna live fat comfortable, live lamp in luxury
But you got a kid and your girl wanna have custody
I know it sucks to be you cuz u well broke
I smell smoke, all you do is sell dope
On the corner, you should be in Sanford
But instead you trying make money to buy your boy some pampers
But that ain't the answer, nigga you had potential
You made beats instrumental but that shit that you into
Gonna have you dead or in jail, killed by policemen
Tell your boys bout the right path and teach them
At least then, you can help cuz the streets is hand made
Life can cut you it can't be fixed with a band aid
Shit got rules somethings u ain't allowed to do
But you fight the bullet cuz the bullet will overpower you
But if thats what you wanna do just make your money
[Chrous - Matthew G]
Make your money cause nobody loves struggling
You ain't gotta pimp, seduce, or go to drug smuggling
Way out the bad and the good will out way you
Take care of your business and always stay true
Yeah
I'm teach you something bout life
True story
Story part 1, lets get it started
[Verse 1 - Matthew G]
You a young teenager and you giving it all out
But you take life as a joke like you live in a dollhouse
You want things to be your way, you tired of nonsess
Tears in your eyes when you see when your mom's stress
That's the concept, you think life you can scribble through
But it ain't easy cause u only in middle school
And you feel little too, you need some cash again
So you resort too stripping and shaking your ass for men
Never knew where your head went
But your mom's worst fear is for you to come up pregnant
Don't need no nigga name Donovan, your life ain't promising
On the pole, I know your wonder how your mama been
Worrying bout you sick exposing yourself to
All kinds of creepy niggas just whose it helps you
Get paid, you need to speak to the reverend
And if you wanna make your money then go head then
[Chorus - Matthew G]
Make your money cause nobody loves struggling
You ain't gotta pimp, seduce, or go to drug smuggling
Way out the bad and the good will out way you
Take care of your business and always stay true
[Verse 2 - Matthew G]
Wanna live fat comfortable, live lamp in luxury
But you got a kid and your girl wanna have custody
I know it sucks to be you cuz u well broke
I smell smoke, all you do is sell dope
On the corner, you should be in Sanford
But instead you trying make money to buy your boy some pampers
But that ain't the answer, nigga you had potential
You made beats instrumental but that shit that you into
Gonna have you dead or in jail, killed by policemen
Tell your boys bout the right path and teach them
At least then, you can help cuz the streets is hand made
Life can cut you it can't be fixed with a band aid
Shit got rules somethings u ain't allowed to do
But you fight the bullet cuz the bullet will overpower you
But if thats what you wanna do just make your money
[Chrous - Matthew G]
Make your money cause nobody loves struggling
You ain't gotta pimp, seduce, or go to drug smuggling
Way out the bad and the good will out way you
Take care of your business and always stay true