D. Monroe - No Take Backs

Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money
My mind is going like a million's miles and running
My warm up is your top speed
I don't know no better I don't never fold for nothing
Try to measure up they not me
I know the odds are stacked
Still bet it all fuck it
No take backs
Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money
My mind is going like a million's miles and running
My warm up is your top speed
I don't know no better I don't never fold for nothing
Try to measure up they not me
I know the odds are stacked
Still bet it all fuck it
No take backs
Loyalty like a unicorn
With my attitude like a uniform
Heavy fuck off, got a cold heart
Cuz the world harsh
Had a rough start from the big city
Yeah, the bad part
Young upstart, and it hit different
When the kid spark
They don't love you, better learn that
Too far to try to turn back
Every scar like a badge of honor
With a lesson learn when I earned that
Life ain't fair, then my dad died
Just to emphasize and confirm that
Only fear God, all these tears dried
Now I'm motivated, never hold back
We don't go back
Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money
My mind is going like a million's miles and running
My warm up is your top speed
I don't know no better I don't never fold for nothing
Try to measure up they not me
I know the odds are stacked
Still bet it all fuck it
No take backs
Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money
My mind is going like a million's miles and running
My warm up is your top speed
I don't know no better I don't never fold for nothing
Try to measure up they not me
I know the odds are stacked
Still bet it all fuck it
No take backs
Keep a bad bitch on my FaceTime
People hear shit through the grape vine
I ain't shit, no new friends, only date 10's
Don't waste your time
You can wait for yours; I'm taking mine
I can't help how I'm defined
So, I'm two steps back with the game on the line
But I'm Dame when it's time
No need for your validation
Ain't no reconciliation
My heart used to be filled with hatred
Now zeros fill up the banking statements
Modest chain, cuz I'm understated
Fresh cut just in case a hater send shots my way
Going out my way
No they can't catch my wave
Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money
My mind is going like a million's miles and running
My warm up is your top speed
I don't know no better I don't never fold for nothing
Try to measure up they not me
I know the odds are stacked
Still bet it all fuck it
No take backs
Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money
My mind is going like a million's miles and running
My warm up is your top speed
I don't know no better I don't never fold for nothing
Try to measure up they not me
I know the odds are stacked
Still bet it all fuck it
No take backs

Written by:
Darrin Monroe

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