Текст песни Infinity Links - Money Man

Infinity Links

My hand on my pistol, my head on a swivel
My flowers got crystals, my condo in Brickell
My distro be boomin', my flowers be blooming
I'm never the victim, I always be shooting
I got off the label I'm tired of recouping
I'm tryna be healthy I'm running and juicing
I'm mixing two strains I call it a fusion
It's circle for life they be feeling my movement
I load up the U-Haul I'm straight from the gutter
Smashing that bitch with my hand on the cutter
I was taught never slime none one of your brothers
Can't sell my soul I cannot be a puppet
Pull up and hop out I'm flyer than ever
I'm on them terps and I'm higher than ever
Infinity links she gon' love me forever
It's circle for life boy this shit is forever

Fuck all these niggas it is what it is
We don't walk the same path they don't live how I live
The bro in the feds he doing the bid
When he come home we gon do this shit big
Bitch you ain't special that pussy was mid
Heard your last mixtape that shit was so mid
Donating clothes I got love for the kids
Pulling these thotties Big Money got rizz
Ocean view condo come look at the water
A ton of this za sent from Cali to Georgia
I'm plugged in Miami got steppers in Florida
Got steppers on top I'm a partial New Yorker
Get shot with that fire if you think you gon' short me
It's 3 in the morning lil baby I'm horny
So throw that shit for me
Ain't fucking with pigs I don't fuck with no porkies
I splurge on my shorties
I'm feeling so humble I came from the jungle
I'm ready to rumble I count up those bundles
She suck it I love it I give her a budget
I used to rock buckets but now I do numners
I done seen so much pain that I might shed a tear
I can't piss off the Lord so I can't show no fear
Believe half what you see, and nothing you hear
Better get you some money it's a whole 'nother year
I was broke in Decatur I was hungry and starving
I ain't have me no friends I just had me a car
Niggas acting like frenchies boy quit all that barking
I'm upping that blick and I'm calling it sparky
I got that trap shit it's all on my soul
I can't hate on no other man no I can't fold
I'ma count up a million on IG and post
I'ma take half a million and go buy a ghost

My hand on my pistol, my head on a swivel
My flowers got crystals, my condo in Brickell
My distro be boomin', my flowers be blooming
I'm never the victim, I always be shooting
I got off the label I'm tired of recouping
I'm tryna be healthy I'm running and juicing
I'm mixing two strains I call it a fusion
It's circle for life they be feeling my movement
I load up the U-Haul I'm straight from the gutter
Smashing that bitch with my hand on the cutter
I was taught never slime none one of your brothers
Can't sell my soul I cannot be a puppet
Pull up and hop out I'm flyer than ever
I'm on them terps and I'm higher than ever
Infinity links she gon' love me forever
It's circle for life boy this shit is forever