Where My Money At Lyrics - Success Is Certain - Royce Da 5'9

I've been fucking with this game for a long time 

And I'm impatient 

I'ma kill somebody 

If somebody don't make me real rich this year 

For starters, I'm all about the bread 

I ain't no artist, I'm a target, I'm like the landlord 

Hip hop's currently fallen down the stairs 

Your rent's due, motherfucker 

Now who give a fuck about the bars the hardest? 

When the DJs think they're bigger stars than the artists 

Riding around in Ferraris, doing more A&R-ing than the A&Rs 

And half 'em niggas don't even scratch 

That's like the blind leading the blind leader 

Hip hop is like the FBI in the trap reading The Don Diva 

It makes no sense 

It's ironic how I can straighten you though I stay so bent 

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I'm about getting ins, every time my money's on hip hop 

That's every time the house nigga wins 

Flooding the drought, loving the club, Crip/Blood, gun talk 

Ladies and gentlemen, hip hop in one bar 

I've been fucking with this game for a long time 

And I'm impatient 

I'ma kill somebody 

If somebody don't make me real rich this year 

Where my money at? 

Where my money, nigga? 

Where my money at? 

Where my money, nigga? 

I put a cease and desist on this industry shit 

Me making a friend means I just make an enemy quick 

When niggas think they finna be big, their images switch 

They go from getting beat by a nigga too sweet to a cinnamon whip 

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They acting like they got the Vanna White in Wheel of Fortune 

But actually they spilling the script 

I tell a DJ to play mines so we gon' spray ya 

And that's on every MC's mind, they just don't say it 

I flame spots, my brain lies at the top, it's on fire 

How you gonna say Nickle Nine ain't rising? 

Rappers no longer have to be on the block lying 

You get your ass whooped on the net, you a pop icon 

I spaz like I got the right rhyme 

I flash like I shot Nikon 

I call my motherfucking man my money, so money stands out 

While I got my motherfucking hand out 

I've been fucking with this game for a long time 

And I'm impatient 

I'ma kill somebody 

If somebody don't make me real rich this year 

Where my money at? 

Where my money, nigga? 

Where my money at? 

Where my money, nigga?