[Intro: Jeezy & Cartel]
Folk, drop that shit nigga! Straight Exclusive!
I just want my money
If you ain't got time to worry bout another nigga cars
Chase around another nigga broad (I just want my money)
Cartel, meet your connect
[Pre-Chorus]
And I ain't got time to worry bout another nigga 'bag'-
Or, worry 'bout another nigga cash
I just want my money-my money-my money, I just want my money
[Verse 1]
I ain't 'the type' to, 'bring my dice to the chess game'
I am 'the type' to park my shit up at the 'Blue Flame'(Woo!)
In that blue thang; Call it 'The Blue Flame'
Every time I hit the clutch, I see blue flames
You can ask the 'bouncers' and the bouncer 'bout me
Small nigga, big chain, nothing 'ounce' about me
Take it back to 'one tweezy'
I bet you seen Jeezy
Big 'nina', broad day, nigga ask the valet
I'm underaged in the gentleman's club
Redbone, thick waist, yeah, I think I'm in love
She fuckin' with some old nigga, I think he the plug
You can ask OG or Suga, Jaz-O or Nando
X rated, DC, or Funky
I've been doin' this, ya'll ain't got nothin' on me
You hear these weak niggas, with all these false promotions?
Streets tired of fake shit, I second the motion Trappin' ain't dead!
[Hook]
And I ain't got time to worry bout another nigga 'bag'-
Worry 'bout another nigga cash
I just want my money-my money-my money
And I ain't got time to worry bout another nigga 'grind'-
Or, get what's on another nigga mind
I just want my money-my money-my money, I just want money
These niggas just scared
[Verse]
Approach it, like I know it, eyes on the target
Real 'D-boy', you niggas is 'decoys'
Give me the 'launch code', nigga, I'm ready to deploy
The homie 40 said, "Man, it could be the Elroy's"
Could be the 'big boys', federal agents
I'm talking 'discoveries', them federal pages
One time for my niggas off in them federal cages-
Took them real niggas chances for them federal wages
He half way home, he in the halfway house
No matter what they think, god damn it, you tried
And if your judge tell you different, god damn it, he lied
And if your broad don't hold you down, then god damn it, she fired
Cartel!
[Hook]
And I ain't got time to worry bout another nigga 'bag'-
Worry 'bout another nigga cash
I just want my money-my money-my money
And I ain't got time to worry bout another nigga 'grind'-
Or, get what's on another nigga mind
I just want my money-my money-my money, I just want money
These niggas just scared
[Verse]
Anything is possible, because nothing is impossible
Seeing is believing, nigga, anything is possible
Now let's be logical, I'm talking 'logistics'
You said you sold, what!? where!? God damn, I missed it
See them in the magazine, I've never seen them at the lot
See them in the video, I've never seen them in the 'spot'
I bet his baby momma never ever-ever seen him with a 'block'
I bet them niggas in his hood never seen him for a 'block'
I never heard his name in the 'wind', or name in the 'pen'
And I've been doin this since 'flip-flop' paint, with flakes in it
I told him, "Listen here lil' buddy, me and my folks, we do straight business"
He ask me how I know, I say, "You can't see them plates nigga?"
[Hook]
And I ain't got time to worry bout another nigga 'bag'-
Worry 'bout another nigga cash
I just want my money-my money-my money
And I ain't got time to worry bout another nigga 'grind'-
Or, get what's on another nigga mind
I just want my money-my money-my money, I just want money
These niggas just scared
