F-Note the Visionary - Money Habits (Prod. Tkgothitz)

Money habits, stay finessing
If a nigga run up on me teach his ass a lesson
All this money on me it feel like a blessing
If I catch a bitch then you know I'm flexing
We smoking strong we ain't never stressing
Money habits, stay finessing
If a nigga run up on me teach his ass a lesson
All this money on me, it feel like a blessing

Hand down my pants like I'm feeling something
Pull out a heat and have these niggas running
Like they stealing something, then I get to bussing
This 45 that's my favorite number
Bullets hot like they in the summer
Boom Boom! Like you hearing thunder
I'm a motherfucker with some motherfuckers
That be flipping work like some Wendy burgers
I'll say once I am the greatest, from STL and I'm bound to make it
Ain't got no patience, I'm sick of waiting
These rappers basic, like a cable station
Steady counting them Ben Franklins
On a mission I'm paper chasing
On my grind no hesitation
Got them K's like them Arabians
Shoot a nigga up, send em straight to Satan
Let them bullets rain, precipitation
Nigga what the fuck is you saying
Have you on the news across the whole nation
Stay real, nigga fuck faking, fuck waiting I'm impatient
My life is like a movie, and it's just in the making!

Money habits, stay finessing
If a nigga run up on me teach his ass a lesson
All this money on me it feel like a blessing
If I catch a bitch then you know I'm flexing
We smoking strong we ain't never stressing
Money habits, stay finessing
If a nigga run up on me teach his ass a lesson
All this money on me, it feel like a blessing

All this money on me! It feel like a blessing
Got yo bitch high, she sucked me with no questions
Knock your head off, you try and take the method
Then I check your pockets, bitch I stay finessing
Let a nigga try me, I up the Smith & Wesson
Give me everything, I bet you learned your lesson
Loud in the lab, don't have to ask
Break your fucking pockets, now you need a caste
Speeding down the rode to fame and I hope I don't crash
I ain't worried bout nothing I'm just counting this cash
Getting to the money fast, you would've thought this was flash
And if a nigga run up on me bust a cap in his ass

Money habits, stay finessing
If a nigga run up on me teach his ass a lesson
All this money on me it feel like a blessing
If I catch a bitch then you know I'm flexing
We smoking strong we ain't never stressing
Money habits, stay finessing
If a nigga run up on me teach his ass a lesson
All this money on me, it feel like a blessing

Written by:
FIDEL RASSOUL MUHAMMAD

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