Money (feat. Jelly Roll & Struggle Jennings)

Been at it for a minute, yeah

The full minute from the mud I drop

Been had a couple haters, yeah

Had a couple haters, but the buzz won't stop

Took a bite of that pie, boy

I'm an American rollin' rock

What they gon' say now, boy?

Still Slum and I'm settin' up shop

Shop, shop, Yelawolf, Yelawolf

Yeah, buddy, I'm a trailer park household name, uh

I ain't gotta work another day in my life

I can't complain

But fuck a retirement plan

Still lookin' at Jim like: You hirin', man?

Took a vacation and spent half of the time

Pacin' the floor, divisin' a plan

Gotta relax

But I got a big loan, holmes, gotta repay RE/MAX

Got it all pent up, gotta get these bucks

So I don't end up in a ski mask

I'ma lift that truck, I'ma sniff these drugs

I'ma go back homе where the hеat at

Took a look at the hill, baby, I got real

When I get to the top, I'ma ski back

Like a Canadian, send it

Give a fuck what you play and what's trendin'

Billy's on a parade again with his

Gold teeth like an Arabian dentist

A Capricorn, I'm driven, limitless

Can't lay around, just layin' down the business

You pay today to witness admission

Or you can layaway, the gift is extended, money

In that big old truck, see me pullin' up, that's money

Whiskey pourin' up in the Dixie cup, that's money

My people in the club and they gettin' buck, that's money

'Cause we don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck 'bout money

Every time I punch in, I go to work and then (money)

When I pick up a pen, I'm goin' ​up and in (money)

When I come into town, you know we pack 'em out (money)

'Cause every time I get down, it's comin' back around (money)

Every time I punch in, I go to work and then (money)

When I pick up a pen, I'm goin' ​up and in (money)

When I come into town, you know we pack 'em out (money)

'Cause every time I get down, it's comin' back around (money)

She dance with devils, cranks the levels

Love that bass, fuck the treble

My bitch fire, six inch stilettos

Still pull my strings like Tom Morello

I'ma strip it down to the bare wire

till the wheels fall off like a spare tire

Spit straight fire out the air fryer

Critics, they can blow me like a hair dryer

Bad motherfucker since I came into the game

They best be watchin' what they say when they talkin' 'bout me

Miss me with the stupid shit 'cause my whole team is stupid lit

I'm talkin' shit while doin' it, Muhammad Ali, woo

Out here winnin' again

The losers are winnin' again

I'm sick of all these feminine men

I'm sick of all these industry pretend-to-be friends, tell 'em, Yeller

In that big old truck, see me pullin' up, that's money

Whiskey pourin' up in the Dixie cup, that's money

My people in the club and they gettin' buck, that's money

'Cause we don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck 'bout money

Every time I punch in, I go to work and then (money)

When I pick up a pen, I'm goin' ​up and in (money)

When I come into town, you know we pack 'em out (money)

'Cause every time I get down, it's comin' back around (money)

Every time I punch in, I go to work and then (money)

When I pick up a pen, I'm goin' ​up and in (money)

When I come into town, you know we pack 'em out (money)

'Cause every time I get down, it's comin' back around (money)

Fresh outta prison, I got it (yeah)

How I did it, that's logic (yeah)

Hard work and no stoppin' (yeah)

Seen a problem, I solve it (yeah)

Feds askin', no comment

Money don't make me, I make profit

Everybody feelin' hurt, Dave Chappelle

Cobalt blue SS Chevelle

Yeah, I'm extra hell, oh, I guess they bailed

That's a epic fail 'cause I'm blessed as hell

Funny to me that you dead in the water

And I'm SNL on a Tuesday night

I'm batshit crazy, got 'em sick like China

Why all these dicks act like vaginas?

I'm the guy at the bottom of the well that you wish in

Come up dry, just keep fishin'

How the hell is you dissin'

When I bought the pot that you piss in?

There's a lesson here that you missin'

Hold up, honey, honey, Linda, listen

If you're worth more, gotta work more

Still gonna run my mud mouth if I'm dirt poor

I'm a sinner, but a church boy

Yeah, fuck a couple carats, I'm wearing some kind of turquoise

In that big old truck, see me pullin' up, that's money

Whiskey pourin' up in the Dixie cup, that's money

My people in the club and they gettin' buck, that's money

'Cause we don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck 'bout money

Every time I punch in, I go to work and then (money)

When I pick up a pen, I'm goin' ​up and in (money)

When I come into town, you know we pack 'em out (money)

'Cause every time I get down, it's comin' back around (money)

Every time I punch in, I go to work and then (money)

When I pick up a pen, I'm goin' ​up and in (money)

When I come into town, you know we pack 'em out (money)

'Cause every time I get down, it's comin' back around (money)