Celebrate The Money
Lyrics
Going through the shit I'm going through it ain't making sense
I remember I was just a youngin sitting on the bench
I remember you was really nice haven't heard it since
Don't try to back track and show love when you peep that this
Money keep coming my way
Money keep coming my way
Money keep coming my way
Money keep coming my way
One shot two shot three shot four
Celebrate the money
One shot two shot three shot four
Celebrate the money
One shot two shot three shot four
Celebrate the money
One shot two shot three shot four
I ain't with that bro shit
You was on the hoe shit
Niggas always tell me what to do you don't know shit
Niggas trynna knock me off my pivot but I'm focused
I've been trynna run the fuck away from all this broke shit
Yeah I've been through poverty
Got me where I gotta be
All this shit been Building up it show a different side of me
Know that I'm gone fucking make it nigga ain't no probably
Rest in peace to granddad already know he proud of me
My mind could be racing
There ain't no replacement
Working on my cardio cause money what I'm chasing
Heading to the top floor I'm starting from the basement
Niggas hate and can't do what I do that shit don't make sense
Going through the shit I'm going through it ain't making sense
I remember I was just a youngin sitting on the bench
I remember you was really nice haven't heard it since
Don't try to back track and show love when you peep that this
Money keep coming my way
Money keep coming my way
Money keep coming my way
Money keep coming my way
One shot two shot three shot four
Celebrate the money
One shot two shot three shot four
Celebrate the money
One shot two shot three shot four
Celebrate the money
One shot two shot three shot four
Going through the shit I'm going through it ain't making sense
I remember I was just a youngin sitting on the bench
I remember you was really nice haven't heard it since
Don't try to back track and show love when you peep that this
Money keep coming my way
Money keep coming my way
Money keep coming my way
Money keep coming my way
One shot two shot three shot four
Celebrate the money
One shot two shot three shot four
Celebrate the money
One shot two shot three shot four
Celebrate the money
One shot two shot three shot four
I ain't with that bro shit
You was on the hoe shit
Niggas always tell me what to do you don't know shit
Niggas trynna knock me off my pivot but I'm focused
I've been trynna run the fuck away from all this broke shit
Yeah I've been through poverty
Got me where I gotta be
All this shit been Building up it show a different side of me
Know that I'm gone fucking make it nigga ain't no probably
Rest in peace to granddad already know he proud of me
My mind could be racing
There ain't no replacement
Working on my cardio cause money what I'm chasing
Heading to the top floor I'm starting from the basement
Niggas hate and can't do what I do that shit don't make sense
Going through the shit I'm going through it ain't making sense
I remember I was just a youngin sitting on the bench
I remember you was really nice haven't heard it since
Don't try to back track and show love when you peep that this
Money keep coming my way
Money keep coming my way
Money keep coming my way
Money keep coming my way
One shot two shot three shot four
Celebrate the money
One shot two shot three shot four
Celebrate the money
One shot two shot three shot four
Celebrate the money
One shot two shot three shot four
Writer(s): Emmanuel Young
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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