Lil Poppa All The Money In The World Lyrics

VVS Melody
Oh yeah, this came from Marz
Nigga, oh-woah
Ain't got time for a bitch

Say what you want about me but I ain't going like a bitch
I done took my lick
Make 'em suffer every chance I get
And they wonder why I ain't say nothing
And when they man's got hit, they'll spend all them bands on attempts
I know them f*ck niggas sick
Heard he crashed the whole whip, that's what the f*ck nigga get
Bitch, I been grinding my whole life, it ain't no luck in this shit
Ain't with the cuffing, we f*cking or nothing, lil' bitch
I don't trust, leave Chevy outside with the stick
I rap about all these purple hearts
We surviving this shit
They ain't built like us, that's why they dying and shit
You sell them young niggas dreams, why you lying to them jits?
I put my lil' brothers on flights, I got 'em flying and shit

I could have all the money in the world, still won't have time for a bitch
See, they gon' make a RIP post, act like they crying to forget
They got my dance on TikTok, my sister proud of that shit
I get a thrill off of that, come to me smiling and shit
Racks in my sweatpants, don't need a stylist, you bitch
Only time them youngins miss shit if a child in their witchu
Probably in the city with a TEC, they playing foul on a nigga
His dawg name in black and white, he turned cow on this nigga

A nigga I loved went on a drill, I had to drop him off I don't know why, just from how he move, I know he kinda soft
20/20 Perky heads, I sold him tylenol
Bro'nem fighting for they life, they had to find the law
I'm a hundred thousand cash in penitentiary
Sentenced at sixteen, that nigga doing a century
(Brrt) If you mention me
And we on everybody ass and we ain't known for showing sympathy
I be thinking 'bout my dawg, that shit be getting me
Back door be wide open the vibes niggas giving me
Niggas that we treated like hoes thinking 'bout killing me
Niggas leave they brothers and trick the hoes, shit be killing me

I could have all the money in the world, still won't have time for a bitch
See, they gon' make a RIP post, act like they crying to forget
They got my dance on TikTok, my sister proud of that shit
I get a thrill off of that, come to me smiling and shit
Racks in my sweatpants, don't need a stylist, you bitch
Only time them youngins miss shit if a child in their witchu
Probably in the city with a TEC, they playing foul on a nigga
His dawg name in black and white, he turned cow on this nigga

See, they gon' make a RIP post, act like they crying to forget
My sister proud of that shit
I get a thrill off of that, come to me smiling and shit
Only time them youngins miss shit if a child in their witchu
Put his dawg name in black and white, he turned cow on this nigga