All About The Money Lyrics - Singles - Future The Artist

In the morning when I wake up, aint nothing on my mind but a pay cut 

Life long hunt for the paper. Then I put in work just to get some 

When you see the high top like eraser, its Future, spit like a laser 

So sharp might cut a nigga face up hard like straight no chaser 

But enough bout me, this a song bout dreams 

and the people tryna make it a reality 

Gotta give your heart, gotta give your best, gotta be willing to risk everything 

So I sacrifice and I grind all night cuz I'd rather die than give up 

Everybody hating "WASSUP! Yall see me blowin up!" 

I aint had enough money yet to be sick of it 

If you wanna blame somebody, blame the government 

These my songs, so naw I aint defending em 

What really made you think I would be different? 

Every nigga want cake like 50 get 

Wit a bank account full of them Benjamins 

Slowly and surely I be making it. Its evident by the cars I be rolling in 

Lexus, BM Dub or the Benzes, Limousines with the champagne glasses 

On dro you can tell by the ashes, cruising, straight recline, relaxing 

My grind in action, Tic Toc round the clock like Ke$ha 

Word hard to be among the Stars, coming up like an intern at NASA 

Astronaut, head like a helmet how big it got 

Cocky than a mug cuz I got that guap, repping my city til the 'Ville on top 

Who gon take my spot? Nobody man only 1 Flattop 

Do what I want, like killing this beat cuz it got that knock 

Yacht sailing, kush inhaling, lobster on my platter 

Robe and slippers in the suite, drinks at the cabana 

Foreign whips, foreign chicks, Dime in the MCLaren 

Super sick Louis fits from the store in Paris 

Now that I got me a drop top, I aint never going back to the bus stop 

Prepare for the reign of the Flattop. Take off where the last nigga left off 

Paid my dues to get in this game, so gimme my loot then I'm on my way 

Got Grammy's to win, movies to make, but 1st thing 1st gotta get this cake 

I dont wanna struggle no more. I just wanna live good while I count my dough 

My patience running out, I aint got much more. 

I still gotta hustle cuz the grind dont slow 

But naw I aint quitting because I gotta get it 

Since the day that I was born I been on the same mission 

Prove the haters wrong, make the whole world listen 

And keep getting this money til its non left for getting 

FYTCH!