Money Aint A Thing Feat Lil Durk Lyrics | French Montana

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I just saw the killer, homie, die in front of him and he ain't do nothin' (ah)
Only time you get on my ass when the news come (ayy, ayy, ayy)

VVS, slappy truck with GPS (s)
What's the next move? Keep them guessin' (guessin')
They asking who the real, who finessin' (finessin')
Who's the owner, who's on the guess (guess)
Who never touched the gram on the grand flex
I rep the south bronx, yeah the essence
Tech with the air hose for protection (huh)
Yeah, everyone a while from the peas in the wild (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ain't a certified, I'm based on my God (bom-bom-bom, coke boys, baby)
You can ask dirk chiraq l's up from the dirt, nigga (yeah, uh)
Fuck with me buck fifty foot [?] (han)
Them ducks in me buck, fifty right in front of jericho (han)
Up with me stuck with me better the worst (ayy)
A wreck super size (size), thing scuba dive (dive)
Gold with the glizzy of an ear suit [?] (ayy)
Still crucified (fine), be with juvenile (ayy)
Get the whole p, break it down to five (five)
I don't see killers kill niggas and told on the gang when the law come (han)
And I don't see niggas get cold with the load wasn't this day in tona (han)
That's a real one (han)
Hey, but a victim still, yeah
Plug in the sockets, I hit the hill (hill)
'Cause the wallet in my pockets hop hit the bill (bill)
Touch ten, touch twenty, now on the milk (chug)
Still balance with the field

I just saw the killer, homie, die in front of him and he ain't do nothin'
Only time you get on my ass when the news come
I just see the killer kill niggas then told when the law come (han)
Fresh dirt got your door, girl

In the bugatti double r, all that moves ain't (skrrt)
With the window crack holler back, money ain't a thing (han)
Hold down for my dog max locked in the bank
When you hit the bricks new whips money ain't a thing (han)
Y'all want no sauce with us
All across the board, we don't wave them up (han)
We coke wave boys from the ground and up
Straight out the bottom, young bosses up (han, Montana)

Got not another lawyer like money ain't a thing
I don't heard the rumors runnin' sayin' that money made me change
Been no papers to three times so I can catch another case
Young niggas steppin' up like, you know, I'm underage
They don't stick with you
When I was broke I got my game from a rich nigga
When you was broke they'll talk about you won't get niggas
The ones I love they counted me out this won't hit niggas
Doin' that snake me call my phone was the twist
I be with murderers, robbers and burglars
Shorty study traveling with that work real conservative
Man, I know some shorties that I stay outside your mama crib
They don't give a fuck, they serve bags in front of mama crib
I know niggas richard in these rappers drivin' bonneville
A lot of niggas cappin' and they raps, we off a lot of pills
When I take a perc' on the empty stomach make me vomit still
Think about my cousin gettin' murky make me vomit still
We make sure niggas know how the chopper feel
They was gettin' shot for real if they was on the block for real
Put another fifty in my mouth, but they ain't won for nils
I'ma claim land run forever, you know what it is

I just saw the killer, homie, die in front of him and he ain't do nothin'
Only time you get on my ass when the news come
I just see the killer kill niggas then told when the law come (han)
Fresh dirt got your door, girl

In the bugatti double r, all that moves ain't (skrrt)
With the window crack holler back, money ain't a thing (han)
Hold down for my dog max locked in the bank
When you hit the bricks new whips money ain't a thing (han)
Y'all want no sauce with us
All across the board, we don't wave them up (han)
We coke wave boys from the ground and up
Straight out the bottom, young bosses up (han, Montana)