From the recording Kenny $taxx
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Lyrics
Kenni Staxx
Verse 1
I like people who be honest and they ain’t got shit to hide
Miss me with the fake, I throw that shit to the other side
I like my queens bossing up and smashing all they goals
I like my niggas doing more than bragging ’bout they hoes
My moves, my money, my business, keep it to myself
Y’all see my rewards, then wanna ask me for some help
Never had a handout, always catch me looking up
If you had a chance and dissed me, best believe you out of luck
Hook
I like money, cars, and clothes
Bank account got commas and lots of zeros
And I like anybody that’s gon’ keep it real
To all my haters, fuck how you feel
Verse 2
Pocket-watching, wondering how I do just what I do
You couldn’t make it out the gate if you was in these shoes
If you looking for, if you praying on my downfall
I guess you ready to lose, we got the same 24
I don’t make the rules, I’m a hard worker
Plan it out, then put the plan to work
You a hater and you lurking, you gonna get your feelings hurt
I grind and then I shine, I put in work for mine
If you need some inspiration, use this song as a sign
Can’t collab for nothing, what, you scared of something?
Putting fire, fire, fire, guess my music be bumping
And the bass gon’ be thumping, on your neck I’ll be jumping
Already know I’m the shit and I’ma keep on dumping
Hook
I like money, cars, and clothes
Bank account got commas and lots of zeros
And I like anybody that’s gon’ keep it real
To all my haters, fuck how you feel
Verse 3
I can’t listen to y’all, I don’t hear what you say
Every time you tell me no, I do that shit anyway
You don’t do what I do, you don’t have what I want
Can’t even shine too bright, y’all think a bitch trying to stunt
I’m pretty but petty, that’s the way I’m set up
I got a lot to give, but it won’t be no fucks
I’m getting better with time, y’all just mad ‘cause you stuck
Get your neck brace ready, you gon’ stay looking up
I don’t do double backs, that’s weak shit to me
If I ain’t looking your way, check your weak energy
Don’t hate on the queen ‘cause you don’t know what I been through
When you see me win, you gon’ wish you could win too
Hook
I like money, cars, and clothes
Bank account got commas and lots of zeros
And I like anybody that’s gon’ keep it real
To all my haters, fuck how you feel