My $eason

Muney, Muney (Ayo, BandPlay) Ayy, I've spent a hundred ten times I'm tryna go make some more I told you, bitch, I'm a farmer I'm out here tryna make money grow Don't feel bad chasin' me You can't lose when you chasin' Muney, ho It's crazy (Crazy), look how life changed I'm thinkin' 'bout opening a corner store (Yeah) I used to hit that corner I Had perfect attendance and honor roll (Trap) Yeah, I came up, for sure, a broke boy I'm not one of those Blue Muney got her out her clothes Ho lick me like an envelope, yeah (Yeah) 'Member Dolph told me "I see it in you, you one of those" (Yeah) Now niggas dyin', they pointin' fingers Like he the one who know what happened (What?) He the one who got it done (What?) I don't think that boy just rappin' (What?) All the blogs be playin' police While I'm just tryna play with this cabbage (Yeah) I'm just tryna play with these blues Me and my dead homies relaxin' Me and Ben been tryna find out what to buy next Maybe a mansion (Maybe) Thinkin' 'bout fuckin' all fifty in mansion (Yeah) All my hoes in there mad at me (Yeah) I can't settle down, I'm sorry (I'm sorry) Here's a bag, ho, wipe your lashes (Haha) Me and Jesus havin' talks I told Him I'm sorry for how I'm actin' He keep blessin' me with more money But I'm too focused on whackin' somethin' The man up stairs, he know my heart, he told me "Don't feel bad, my son" (Yeah) Ayy, let me get my get back All I ask 'cause I don't ask for nothin' Ayy, let me keep on shootin' at all these pussies On they ass for fun (Yeah) Ayy, let me keep on fuckin' bad-ass bitches Who got they asses done Ayy, I just had a birthday, I'm just thankful I keep havin' one I pop big shit and askin' have I been actin' a fool I ain't used to havin' nothin' When it's cold outside, got Moncler for everyday I call it fashion month I might change up my climate, change my mood I'm tryna catch the sun (Yeah) I took the gang on a yacht, got on my bucket list I did that (I did that) Might not be night team, but the hustles big We came from slums (We come from shit) Yeah, we came from Memphis, shit wasn't easy Niggas barely make it out, you walk outside You see shit bleedin' (Turn down) In my city, we got Flippa like in Chicago They got Yeezy or Chief Keef You know what I mean like in the trap house they got me (Trap) Yeah, you feel me, nigga? It's my season (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah) Hmm, I don't care if it's winter Fall or spring (Bitch, I don't give a fuck) I don't give a fuck, it's always my season (Always) And it's blue (Blue) You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Blue Muney Whole Lotta Errthang Every time you see me, you gon' see blue Blue Maybach and you might see your bitch In the back suckin' dick 'til her face turn blue You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? I'm talkin' 'bout blue watches, blue rings Big-ass blue diamond chains and shit Yeah, big stupid-ass, emerald Paper Route shit, nigga Blue motherfucker You know what I'm talkin' 'bout, man? Long live Flippa, nigga Got that, we gon' give you blues Every time you see blue, nigga You just know it's my season Muney