Konshens - Money Man A Pree EXPLICIT
Every morning me wake up
Man a think 'bout hustling a way up
House with a big yard fi go rake up
The shine thing dem weh come from Jacob
Government nah gi' we no solution
Hustler, that's my occupation
Man nah left the street cah food haffi eat
And a one thing inna me meditation
[Chorus]
Dawg, a money man a pree, wha' the fuck you think?
Every ghetto youth a say run the link
When me get the link, we a buss the link
And if you nah pree money, we a cut the link
A money man a seek a the fucking style
No time to laugh nor fucking smile
We think 'bout money all the while
Bank account or bill for all the kyle
[Post-Chorus]
We hustle hard, fi the money we a go fah
Mama tired fi a suffer down a yard
Money we want
No food inna plate, blood pressure gwine elevate
Blood pressure gwine elevate
No food inna plate, blood pressure gwine elevate
[Verse 2]
And you no waan send up man pressure
Man pressure send up body left 'pon stretcher
Man a try be a go getter
Real money maker, then we a trend setter
Dem no waan see we life get better
Dem prefer ,when the place hot like pepper
Government, when you see the youth dem a hustle
Don't come a flex unno muscle
[Chorus]
Dawg, a money man a pree, wha' the fuck you think?
Every ghetto youth a say run the link
When me get the link, we a buss the link
And if you nah pree money, we a cut the link
A money man a seek a the fucking style
No time fi laugh nor fucking smile
We think 'bout money all the while
Bank account or bill for all the kyle
[Post-Chorus]
We hustle hard, fi the money we a go fah
Mama tired fi a suffer down a yard
Money we want
No food inna plate, blood pressure gwine elevate
Blood pressure gwine elevate
No food inna plate, blood pressure gwine elevate
[Verse 1]
Every morning me wake up
Man a think 'bout hustling a way up
House with a big yard fi go rake up
The shine thing dem weh come from Jacob
Government nah gi' we no solution
Hustler, that's my occupation
Man nah left the street cah food haffi eat
And a one thing inna me meditation
[Chorus]
Dawg, a money man a pree, wha' the fuck you think?
Every ghetto youth a say run the link
When me get the link, we a buss the link
And if you nah pree money, we a cut the link
A money man a seek a the fucking style
No time fi laugh nor fucking smile
We think 'bout money all the while
Bank account or bill for all the kyle
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