Counting My Money

[Verse 1: Kent] A lot of shit gon' change when niggas start gettin' money Caucasion dads mad cause they baby girls say they love me Flow hotter than a model walkin down Rodeo She think she bad cause her Gucci bag ain't even a day old Old friends say I'm stuck up cause I smoke up in Bel Air Rollin' roun' in my CL63AMG lookin' player My girl gon' love me cause I'm passionate Ignoring calls from Kim Kardasian Left a voicemail sayin' she got some cash to spend Can't wait to OD doin' what ya'll niggas imagining Girls say we hot, dudes think we cool Kids listen to us every morning when they walk to school [Hook:] Driving fancy cars, dating movie stars And I always count my money Every girl I see wanna be with me, and I can't blame 'em either Same old shit different day I'm rolling weed counting my money [Verse 2: Joon] A lot of this shit gon' change when niggas start gettin' money Wodies wanna be brodies and bitches ain't actin' funny No more, kushed than a med shop Ladies giving Pez top, thicker than a dreadlock Fucking me out of wedlock And bet I get her like the inside of a bed box, boi-yong nigga Bet I, bet I, bet I be in yo daughter playlist While you regret ya life in ya Jetta I know you hate it Cause I was that nigga in the party with you, drugged out Now I'm teaching ya children what money life and love 'bout Yea I understand but everybody got they own plan Hope you see I'm a changed man [Hook] [Verse 3: Sleezy] A lot of shit gon change when niggas start gettin' money huh Keys in the range, old friends say I changed Came into the game and got exactly what we wanted huh Girls in different states toss they panties on the stage It's kinda funny huh Back then, couldn't afford a cut Now I'm steady faded like yo taper countin' paper up Courtside watchin' Lakers run Mixing fun with the drugs That's the funk to make yo speakers bump It sound good, don't it? ODoz. got them flows from the hood Now they on us tryna clone it Trees got me zoning I'm higher than the Palms Sound the alarm We the bomb, hi mom [Hook:] Driving fancy cars, dating movie stars And I always count my money Every girl I see wanna be with me, and I can't blame 'em either Same old shit different day I'm rolling weed counting my money [Verse 3: Dom Kennedy] Yeah, I'm goin' crazy this winter I'm tryna get money like baby, what up Brenda I wrote this on the back of the plane, what up Spitta So if I met you once it's a chance I don't remember Since I go to sleep for breakfast and I'm waking up to dinner Are my pockets getting fat or these girls just gettin thinner That's just one thing I observed And right next to my name on my card it says preferred The cars always on time and the rooms always reserved So after I eat this pizza then it's please do not disturb I wear these dreams like a sweater on me Tryna decide what Benz will look better on me Just tryna focus on the now but I know its people out there who got hopes to bring me down I'm a throw it in ya face nuh uh you just see me smile It's no cursing in my raps I wish the Pope could see me now I made it this far you won't defeat me now You gone have to hang a cross, tie me up and beat me down But the people will return see me there and bring me down And when I touch the ground they gone drop the single out I'm drivin' [Hook:] Fancy cars, dating movie stars And I always count my money Every girl I see wanna be with me, and I can't blame 'em either Same old shit different day I'm rolling weed counting my money