Fuckin Money Lyrics - Problem

[Hook] 

Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some fucking money 

Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some fucking money 

Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some fucking money 

Some fucking money, fucking money, fucking money, fucking money 

Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some fucking money 

Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some fucking money 

Fucking money, fucking money, fucking money, fucking money 

Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some fucking money 

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[Verse 1] 

Fucking money, some fucking money 

It's bill time and they nothing for me 

Got no time for no fucking dummies 

I don't call 'less you got something for me 

This fucking money, this fucking money 

That's all I need, just fucking money 

She fuck me cause my fucking money 

There's no need to lie, you don't fucking love me 

Just bend over and I fuck you lovely 

And I'll fucking dip to the fucking money 

The harsh truth is so fucking ugly 

But fuck that, bitch fuck back 

I'm fucked up, yeah yeah yeah 

Stressing all for this fucking cash 

Man I swear if I hit the stash 

It's gon' be a problem for your funky ass 

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[Hook] 

Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some fucking money 

Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some fucking money 

Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some fucking money 

Some fucking money, fucking money, fucking money, fucking money 

Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some fucking money 

Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some fucking money 

Fucking money, fucking money, fucking money, fucking money 

Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some fucking money 

[Verse 2] 

Every time they call my phone 

They asking me for some fucking money 

Any time I don't give it to 'em 

They swear I'm acting so fucking funny 

Fucking money, this fucking money 

The Devil breathes for this fucking money 

Cutting up, she be hella nervy 

You don't burn and bleed for this fucking money 

This fucking money, this fucking money 

Bitch try to take my fucking money 

You nigga try to take my fucking money 

Be ready to take these fucking bullets 

Cause I fucking pull it for this fucking money 

My fucking kids, my fucking family 

That's on my mom, got fucking family 

Gotta pull of sticks and fuck your family 

She selling weed for that fucking money 

He moving Ps for that fucking money 

She busting cheques for that fucking money 

She'll fuck her ex for that fucking money 

That fucking money, yeah yeah yeah 

No sleep for this fucking cash 

I fill up another fucking stash 

It's gon' be a problem for your funky ass 

[Hook] 

Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some fucking money 

Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some fucking money 

Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some fucking money 

Some fucking money, fucking money, fucking money, fucking money 

Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some fucking money 

Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some fucking money 

Fucking money, fucking money, fucking money, fucking money 

Every time I leave the house, I'm tryna make some fucking money