It's been wearing on my soul, that all my worn soles.
Are living testaments of all the shoes I've been sold.
The shoes I've been running with, chased by my beggary.
Poverty, a fading picture of the old me.
Hungry, gonna get that meal of success. I'll make this life to suck-less.
Yes, I wanna stress-less. Find me a mistress in a dress and bubbly bouncy chest.
The best, and S with a dash, a dollar and a dream and everything that's next.
Yesssss. Those are the days I'll be blessed.
The end of days are nigh, where blue Mondays will be clear skies.
With my ocean eyes seeing only, the other greener sides.
No more cardio for my wallet, it's fat. No more dry ass pockets, they damp.
Cardi B and I share one thing in common and that's WAP.
(That was bad bro, that was bad.
I was - I was just trying to... Don't... Don't!)
These are the dreams I be having when I'm looking at mirror and the mirror is looking right, back-at-me.
Mother told brother and brother told mother I'll make you proud, my love but the world cuts deep.
Art to me is my love for life, let's pour our souls that's what I told funbi.
A boring life doesn't suit us, so let's wear our passion right on our sleeves.
So tell meeeeeeeeeee-eeeee--eee. E!
Why do we dream of a better - better future.
Please tell meeeeeeeeeee-eeeee--eee. E!
Tell meeeeeeeeeee-eeeee--eee. E!
Jozé on the beat, I'm jus here doing me
Im just here being free
Living life wealthy
I could ake up in the morning just to rock new fits
Got the Luis from my head,
To my hand,
To my feet
I got Bentley in the garage
The size of a parking lot
Baddies taking henny shots
I got everything I want
Scrooge McDuck how I'm swimming in this money boy
Make money I make a lotta money
See me on the phone yeah im talking bout money
See me in my sleep yeah dreamin bout money
See me in a fest its prolly bout money
I got a mantion the size of tree malls
Going out I need a GPS, I get lost
I ain't Dora but I need a map to explore
And a campus, to navigate the first floor
First class flying?
No I'll be in my private jet
Went to Dubai
When i buy im like keep the change
Haters see me succeed, they want me to change
They say money change me, nahp i don't need the change
Songs hit 20 bill streams in 10 days
I got a fan base
The size of a black race
And now i embrace
The love, yeah that's great
Don't matter if you're gay, bi or just straight
I got my own personal chef
And a personal a chauffeur
A personal bodyguard who drives in a rover
Work so hard, like im a soldier
This ain't luck, like a 4 leaf clover
I make money I make a lotta money
See me on the phone yeah im talking bout money
See me in my sleep yeah dreamin bout money
See me in a fest its prolly bout money
I been making more money
My money making more money
My mummy making more money
My buddy making more money
Haters be hating on me like i been owin em money
Lovers be loving me coz they think I could give em money
Only eat exotic food
Only eat when in the mood
Go to bed feeling good
And then I wake up feeling ...(somebody wakes me up)
(yawn...)
That was just a dream?
Top'o the morning
I wake up from the dreaming and snoring
That dream was a calling
Im broke but im breathing and bawling
Believin in pushing
Myself to limit remove it
They say i can't reach heights
Well watch me I'll prove it
Im tryan
Pass my test
And get success
And get the cheque
Like I was playing chess
Im gon surpass my past
And do my best
It's true im stressed
That's why I manifest
Manifest it
Manifest it
It ain't gonna happen till you manifest it
Dreams come true if you manifest them
Make a lotta money call it money fest
Jozé_dxd - Money-fest (with Arenawr) (feat. Ef Jay & Funbi_Jnr) Lyrics
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It's been wearing on my soul, that all my worn soles.
Are living testaments of all the shoes I've been sold.
The shoes I've been running with, chased by my beggary.
Poverty, a fading picture of the old me.
Hungry, gonna get that meal of success. I'll make this life to suck-less.
Yes, I wanna stress-less. Find me a mistress in a dress and bubbly bouncy chest.
The best, and S with a dash, a dollar and a dream and everything that's next.
Yesssss. Those are the days I'll be blessed.
The end of days are nigh, where blue Mondays will be clear skies.
With my ocean eyes seeing only, the other greener sides.
No more cardio for my wallet, it's fat. No more dry ass pockets, they damp.
Cardi B and I share one thing in common and that's WAP.
(That was bad bro, that was bad.
I was - I was just trying to... Don't... Don't!)
These are the dreams I be having when I'm looking at mirror and the mirror is looking right, back-at-me.
Mother told brother and brother told mother I'll make you proud, my love but the world cuts deep.
Art to me is my love for life, let's pour our souls that's what I told funbi.
A boring life doesn't suit us, so let's wear our passion right on our sleeves.
So tell meeeeeeeeeee-eeeee--eee. E!
Why do we dream of a better - better future.
Please tell meeeeeeeeeee-eeeee--eee. E!
Tell meeeeeeeeeee-eeeee--eee. E!
Jozé on the beat, I'm jus here doing me
Im just here being free
Living life wealthy
I could ake up in the morning just to rock new fits
Got the Luis from my head,
To my hand,
To my feet
I got Bentley in the garage
The size of a parking lot
Baddies taking henny shots
I got everything I want
Scrooge McDuck how I'm swimming in this money boy
Make money I make a lotta money
See me on the phone yeah im talking bout money
See me in my sleep yeah dreamin bout money
See me in a fest its prolly bout money
I got a mantion the size of tree malls
Going out I need a GPS, I get lost
I ain't Dora but I need a map to explore
And a campus, to navigate the first floor
First class flying?
No I'll be in my private jet
Went to Dubai
When i buy im like keep the change
Haters see me succeed, they want me to change
They say money change me, nahp i don't need the change
Songs hit 20 bill streams in 10 days
I got a fan base
The size of a black race
And now i embrace
The love, yeah that's great
Don't matter if you're gay, bi or just straight
I got my own personal chef
And a personal a chauffeur
A personal bodyguard who drives in a rover
Work so hard, like im a soldier
This ain't luck, like a 4 leaf clover
I make money I make a lotta money
See me on the phone yeah im talking bout money
See me in my sleep yeah dreamin bout money
See me in a fest its prolly bout money
I been making more money
My money making more money
My mummy making more money
My buddy making more money
Haters be hating on me like i been owin em money
Lovers be loving me coz they think I could give em money
Only eat exotic food
Only eat when in the mood
Go to bed feeling good
And then I wake up feeling ...(somebody wakes me up)
(yawn...)
That was just a dream?
Top'o the morning
I wake up from the dreaming and snoring
That dream was a calling
Im broke but im breathing and bawling
Believin in pushing
Myself to limit remove it
They say i can't reach heights
Well watch me I'll prove it
Im tryan
Pass my test
And get success
And get the cheque
Like I was playing chess
Im gon surpass my past
And do my best
It's true im stressed
That's why I manifest
Manifest it
Manifest it
It ain't gonna happen till you manifest it
Dreams come true if you manifest them
Make a lotta money call it money fest
Are living testaments of all the shoes I've been sold.
The shoes I've been running with, chased by my beggary.
Poverty, a fading picture of the old me.
Hungry, gonna get that meal of success. I'll make this life to suck-less.
Yes, I wanna stress-less. Find me a mistress in a dress and bubbly bouncy chest.
The best, and S with a dash, a dollar and a dream and everything that's next.
Yesssss. Those are the days I'll be blessed.
The end of days are nigh, where blue Mondays will be clear skies.
With my ocean eyes seeing only, the other greener sides.
No more cardio for my wallet, it's fat. No more dry ass pockets, they damp.
Cardi B and I share one thing in common and that's WAP.
(That was bad bro, that was bad.
I was - I was just trying to... Don't... Don't!)
These are the dreams I be having when I'm looking at mirror and the mirror is looking right, back-at-me.
Mother told brother and brother told mother I'll make you proud, my love but the world cuts deep.
Art to me is my love for life, let's pour our souls that's what I told funbi.
A boring life doesn't suit us, so let's wear our passion right on our sleeves.
So tell meeeeeeeeeee-eeeee--eee. E!
Why do we dream of a better - better future.
Please tell meeeeeeeeeee-eeeee--eee. E!
Tell meeeeeeeeeee-eeeee--eee. E!
Jozé on the beat, I'm jus here doing me
Im just here being free
Living life wealthy
I could ake up in the morning just to rock new fits
Got the Luis from my head,
To my hand,
To my feet
I got Bentley in the garage
The size of a parking lot
Baddies taking henny shots
I got everything I want
Scrooge McDuck how I'm swimming in this money boy
Make money I make a lotta money
See me on the phone yeah im talking bout money
See me in my sleep yeah dreamin bout money
See me in a fest its prolly bout money
I got a mantion the size of tree malls
Going out I need a GPS, I get lost
I ain't Dora but I need a map to explore
And a campus, to navigate the first floor
First class flying?
No I'll be in my private jet
Went to Dubai
When i buy im like keep the change
Haters see me succeed, they want me to change
They say money change me, nahp i don't need the change
Songs hit 20 bill streams in 10 days
I got a fan base
The size of a black race
And now i embrace
The love, yeah that's great
Don't matter if you're gay, bi or just straight
I got my own personal chef
And a personal a chauffeur
A personal bodyguard who drives in a rover
Work so hard, like im a soldier
This ain't luck, like a 4 leaf clover
I make money I make a lotta money
See me on the phone yeah im talking bout money
See me in my sleep yeah dreamin bout money
See me in a fest its prolly bout money
I been making more money
My money making more money
My mummy making more money
My buddy making more money
Haters be hating on me like i been owin em money
Lovers be loving me coz they think I could give em money
Only eat exotic food
Only eat when in the mood
Go to bed feeling good
And then I wake up feeling ...(somebody wakes me up)
(yawn...)
That was just a dream?
Top'o the morning
I wake up from the dreaming and snoring
That dream was a calling
Im broke but im breathing and bawling
Believin in pushing
Myself to limit remove it
They say i can't reach heights
Well watch me I'll prove it
Im tryan
Pass my test
And get success
And get the cheque
Like I was playing chess
Im gon surpass my past
And do my best
It's true im stressed
That's why I manifest
Manifest it
Manifest it
It ain't gonna happen till you manifest it
Dreams come true if you manifest them
Make a lotta money call it money fest
Writer: Monese Lesihla
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid