Money Machine

Young blood, yeah
Young blood, Young blood

Let's see in ten years if his name rings
Or maybe they kill themselves like Cobain
Burning the Phillies and I'm not talking about Plein
I have my weed and the movie is playing
This feels good, I'm daydreamin' again
Let them have their fame, I'll stay in the game (game)

They say I'm not an OG (OG)
Why do they act like that? (Like that)
I did come out of the shit (out of the shit)
Now I'm a money machine (machine)

Airport (port)
I wake up in another country (country)
Win, lose
I don't know what makes me happy anymore (ah)

I'm nineteen and I'm one of the pioneers (no, no)
One of the first to break the club (no, no)
They say I'm not in the ghetto anymore
It's true, I got into school
Before a rapper with an empty account
I swear I lived better than you
And here come the trap artists, thinking they're my buddies
But forgive them, I'm not in a crew

Each with their own cross
They're already old news
If they don't get my mood
It's because they're not from the hood

Each with their own cross
They're already old news
If they don't get my mood
It's because they're not from the hood

They say they're true and in truth
I know they're not true
When I catch a beat, I have no mercy
Stuck at a young age
Thank God, we haven't needed anything for a while
That's why they hand me the bills when they add up (yeah)
I'm hungry to win (yeah)

I have the hoes ringing on my phone (phone)
All my homies are true at heart
Yeah, I don’t give a fuck
I shoot on the track like a Glock
I'm still in my block
Pull up at your party, we stop in the sports cars
(Young blood)

If they want war, we're ready
It's always our comfort zone
The numbers grow
And there's no saint you can pray to (no)
But still, I remain blessed
You all look alike
And in this game, I hit reset again (yeah), yeah

I already gave it to that ho' and she came on her own, to get to me
They lack the path, I always squeeze the bills
They come to me, I spend them, it seems like I'm printing

Let's see in ten years if his name rings
(His name, his name, his name), yeah (yeah)
Or maybe they kill themselves like Cobain
(Like Cobain, like Cobain), yeah
Burning the Phillies and I'm not talking about Plein
(I'm not talking about plain, I'm not talking about Plein)
I have my weed and the movie is playing
(It's playing)

They say I'm not an OG
Why do they act like that?
I did come out of the shit
Now I'm a money machine (Yeah)

Airport (port)
I wake up in another country (country, grr)
Win, lose (grr)
I don't know what makes me happy anymore (ah)

(Young blood, young blood
With Nake, ey
With Nake, with Nake)