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[Intro: Mxjib]

I make money online

I make money on time

I make money online

All my niggas got me makin' money online

I make money on time

Shawty wanna fuck but I give her no time (JAE5)

[Chorus: OGD]

Want to make a mil', 9-5 weren't an option

In the field you kinda run outta options

She always complain like she nah see me often

But often I be OT tourin'

Gyal don't worry I'll be yard in the mornin'

Used to move like there's nothin' to lose

Mixed the Off-White with the Hues

Rollin' with like 10 of the goons

[Verse 1: Kruddz]

Money callin', money talkin'

Trap phone goin' ring ring

Trap phone buy me bling-bling, yeah

Where was you way back then?

I was doing stick up with my bad friends

Police had us twist up pon the landin'

Every other time mix up in violence

[Verse 2: PapiiAbz]

Not just because of the bustdown

But I'm on the grind 'till I'm up now

Hustle in the blood, I'm a hustler

Tough striker call me Costa

And my line ringin' from qway

Trap line ringin' all day

And my line ringin' from qway

Trap line singin' all day

[Chorus: OGD]

Want to make a mil', 9-5 weren't an option

In the field you kinda run outta options

She always complain like she nah see me often

But often I be OT tourin'

Gyal don't worry I'll be yard in the mornin'

Used to move like there's nothin' to lose

Mixed the Off-White with the Hues

Rollin' with like 10 of the goons

[Verse 3: Tion Wayne]

Ghetto and stylish

LV drop, man I rock it with sliders

Shopping abroad first day I'm off-license

Came fresh home first thing I done, diamonds

All about timin', wrist so blindin'

'Cause she's all boo'd up, man she got haters

We don't fly Europe, we just go Vegas

Man try draws her, she don't do strangers

Fuck about status, uh

'Bout Corsa, put her in a Porsche

Eyebrow sharpish, lookin' like my borer

Come a long way from chillin' on a corner

Fat ass, bloody hell that's torture

I ain't getting poorer

Always complain that she can't see me often

I just keep it real, I can't run out of option

I can see you're stressed out and you keep callin'

Gyal don't worry I'll be yard in the mornin'

[Chorus: OGD]

Want to make a mil', 9-5 weren't an option

In the field you kinda run outta options

She always complain like she nah see me often

But often I be OT tourin'

Gyal don't worry I'll be yard in the mornin'

Used to move like there's nothin' to lose

Mixed the Off-White with the Hues

Rollin' with like 10 of the goons

[Verse 4: Mojo]

Amazing, all of this money I'm making

Nights on the back roads, didn't phase me

Did it for the culture where they raised me

About to make a move

Might have to sell food

Do what you gotta do

And tell the judge, "Free the goons"

[Verse 5: OGD]

Put that loud pack in my loud pack

And I'm totin' it quick plus all of the gang

Baby girl you look familiar

Convo start and mi wan' fi get familiar, sho

Girl,​ I'm a trendy yute

Lemme put you in them new Fendi shoes

Guys only hate when they wanna be you

Guys only hate when they wanna be you

I can never be you, nah nah

[Chorus: OGD]

Want to make a mil', 9-5 weren't an option

In the field you're gonna run outta options

She always complain like she nah see me often

But often I be OT tourin'

Gyal don't worry I'll be yard in the mornin'

Used to move like there's nothin' to lose

Mixed the Off-White with the Hues

Rollin' with like 10 of the goons

[Outro: DopeBoy]

Makin' money

She said, "Nigga, you don't make no time for me"

Because mi trap-trap 'til the early mornin'

And now they pray on the downfall of me

You can't take my shine

This shine makin' niggas close blinds

There's no stoppin' this grind

Fuck around I'll take your pic to the shrine