Money Man – Corrupted Lyrics

Corrupted Lyrics – Money Man

Okay, I’m fucking with her intellect
Her head game off the charts
Some niggas scared to get this money
Guess them niggas rather starve
My partner gamblin’ playin spades
He lost his life from playing cards
Where I’m from you might get ate alive if you ain’t steal
If we caught together then that’s my worth I’m gonna take my charge
I’m with my arab out in Cali and we somewhere on the farm
I don’t do that plane jane shit I’m bustin’ down my charm
Just to show the gang I love em I got it tatted on my arm
On the shroom I went to Neptune last night and got abducted
I’m tryin’ to keep my faith in God but these rats got me corrupted

He ain’t never took a life so he don’t know how that shit feel
He ain’t never had to double up on the bags to pay the bills
He ain’t never had to hit the plug to put food in his kids mouth
He never been evicted from his partner that got kicked out
Switches on my Glock you niggas ain’t the only one that got em
Everything I do is for my daughter I got her spoiled rotten
Virtue and my honor make me sell my bag out to the crowd
Can’t trust none of these pussy niggas they try knock me and down
Police be some bitches they just wanna come and lock me down
StateFarm arena hop out with this blicky and hawk em down
All my bitches got benedicts they ran their bag up
They ain’t respect you in your city something ain’t adding up
I can’t save these hoes ain’t no cape on me I sell them free
If you on it then I’m on it I’m just matching niggas energy
Brand new rover had to pay a 50 over sticker price
You can’t hang around me unless you scammin’ steppin’ or you swipe
A random nigga gonna take your chain if you act too polite
Two fives on me right now got a dirty and a legal pipe
FTS arena in Miami riding with the heat
Growing up I use to cycle zips while watching Dawson Creed
That pussy need to be in the hall of fame that shit is too elite
Took her shopping then we fuck for hours in the penthouse suite
High just like an Eagle I’m in Philly with the sixth son
I’m tired of losin’ partners to the system I’m tired of paying lawyers
My new ones hit a [?]
If someone take your shit, it’s a wrap you can’t get it back

Okay, I’m fucking with her intellect
Her head game off the charts
Some niggas scared to get this money
Guess them niggas rather starve
My partner gamblin’ playin spades
He lost his life from playing cards
Where I’m from you might get ate alive if you ain’t steal
If we caught together then that’s my worth I’m gonna take my charge
I’m with my arab out in Cali and we somewhere on the farm
I don’t do that plane jane shit I’m bustin’ down my charm
Just to show the gang I love em I got it tatted on my arm
On the shroom I went to Neptune last night and got abducted
I’m tryin’ to keep my faith in God but these rats got me corrupted