(Hook 1)
Why They Try To Stop My Shine
I'm Gettin Money All The Time Now
You Aint Ever On My Mind
I'm Too Busy On My Grind Now
Gimme That Cheque, Ya, Gimme That Benz
I Don't Need Love, I Don't Need Friends
Gimme That Gas, Ya, Look At Me Flex
We Gonna Make It
(Verse 1)
Gimme The Bag, I'ma Spend it, Yah
No Matter What The Tag Is, I'ma Get It
Look At Us, We Goin Up, They Gon Run It Up
Run It Up, Number One, We Gon F*ck It Up
Look At Em Switchin Up
I'm In A Bentley Truck
She Really Wanna F*ck
I'mina Roll One Up
Roll One Up, Yah
Roll One Up, Yah
(Hook 2)
Why They Try To Stop My Shine
I'm Gettin Money All The Time Now
You Aint Ever On My Mind
I'm Too Busy On My Grind Now
Gimme That Cheque, Ya, Gimme That Benz
I Don't Need Love, I Don't Need Friends
Gimme That Gas, Ya, Look At Me Flex
We Gonna Make It
(Verse 2)
We Gon Spend A Hundred Racks At The Mall
Yah, We Gon Get It All
I Get So Faded, I Run It Up
And They Wanna See Me Fall
I'm In A Foreign Car, Pullin Up In The Fast Lane
I'm Wit A Porn Star, Look At The Diamonds On My Chain
I Don't Want Nothing But Gettin This Money
I Know These Days Have Been Dark
But I Know That They Gettin Sunny
Yah, Yah
(Hook 3)
Why They Try To Stop My Shine
I'm Gettin Money All The Time Now
You Aint Ever On My Mind
I'm Too Busy On My Grind Now
Gimme That Cheque, Ya, Gimme That Benz
I Don't Need Love, I Don't Need Friends
Gimme That Gas, Ya, Look At Me Flex
We Gonna Make It