Money Fallin'

(Damon Hall)

Club banger.

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When I come thru 
See the money fallin
Money bustin out my pockets
Yea nigga I'm ballin
In the club I'm the show for tonight Jimmy fallon
bouta make a million off my mufuckin talent

VERSE 1

Ima real nigga gone ask how it feel nigga

It feel real good my seeds not gone be from the hood
But they gone visit cause you know the hood fuck with me
Not on no drake shit 
I was born there in the same slavery 

But ima runaway gone head and mark a nigga 
Two things i trust 
That's Ben Frank and the fuckin trigger
Cuz money don't lie and that nina protect
So I keep em both close 
New moon but no bites on the neck 

Ion play 
Bitch nigga ion play
Fuck what you say
I'm gettin money every way
And you should know that we do this shit every day
Been trying to cut the sweets but I still collect that cake

VERSE 2
Ion wanna hear it
Take it somewhere else
I came up from the bottom
Nigga no help
That's why all the love now it stays none felt
Where the fuck all y'all was at when I needed help
Where y'all was at when I knelt by the tub 
With a knife in my hand talking to the man up above 
I had my sister and the mister in the mirror 
So you should fear if I still fuck with you
If i ever fucked with you
Cuz really there's a new me
Not on some changing shit but rebirth and moving forward progressively 
Cuz I'm the next to be no time to for stagnation I gotta get this millions next to me 
© Damon Hall 2019