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Max Perry - Mo Money Less Friends Lyrics



Max Perry - Mo Money Less Friends Lyrics




[ Featuring St Spittin ]

MO MONEY LESS FRIENDS

[Intro: St Spittin]

Mo money, mo problems
This thang hit with that sense of urgency mayne
That no play play, definitely that no play play
Mo money mo problems, mo money less friends, mo money mo problems
Mo money less friends, mo money mo problems, mo money less friends
Mo money mo problems
They call me S-T, ST Spittin to be exact...

[Verse: St Spittin]

Targets my back, all my people been fighting the war
Hoping shorter sentences & positive prison reform
Brain locked in the prison, my mental was scorned
Reminiscing on L's, when liquor was poured
Tales from the hood business & more
Expanded my way of thinking, out the country explored
I keep it fonky, everyday I won't be ignored life
They watch me on the under like they visiting porn sites
Keep it to yourself, it's cool, I know the analytics
Handle business, forget the haters and damn the critics
You got ferrari dreams, they can't even handle civics
Ain't feeling sorry cause you came when they demanded gimmicks
A damn shame what they doing to manage a image
Manners are finished own people you scaming & skimming
Daddy's probably was branded as snitches
They throw you under the bus an try to plan on ya women, whoooh
That's cold, the world is a world wind
But my foundation is solid, connecting more ends
Building bridges, only a loser can hate you for more wins
Mo money ain't coming with more friends though


[Hook: St Spittin]

Mo money mo problems, mo money less friends, mo money mo problems
(Mo money ain't coming with more friends though)
Mo money mo problems, mo money less friends,
(Mo money ain't coming with more friends though)

[Verse: St Spittin]

The room get quiet when you talking masters
Publishing questions that need answers
Me, I need the game like a strip pole need dancers
A take chancer, solid where they break faster
A cake laster, plotting on the take after
The type that's hated by a fake bastard
I never know why they underate great rappers
But this is what it takes to create factors
Back in my bag without a weight scale
On campus after the class, I used to make sales
Now I cook up in the lab like a bake sale
Dove in the booth and made a splash like a great whale
My delivery catered to make mail
Longevity missions, f*ck waiting and wishing
I create it and flip it, generating expenses
We promote it and pitch it so I deserve all my dividends
Shadows of the back end, royalty split sheets, oh
Missing money have you ready to chip teeth
Close fam even miss manage and mistreated
Pages get blocked, contacts get deleted
Don't sign your life away in moment because it's heated
Labels greedy, and streaming services is getting needy
But off of us they feeding so really what I'm a say until the end
Mo money ain't coming wit mo friends though

[Hook: St Spittin]

Mo money mo problems, mo money less friends, mo money mo problems
(Mo money ain't coming with more friends though)
Mo money mo problems, mo money less friends, mo money mo problems
(Mo money ain't coming with more friends though)
Mo money mo problems, mo money less friends, mo money mo problems
Mo money less friends, mo money less friends
(Mo money ain't coming with more friends though)

[Outro: St Spittin]

Whoo, Cold game mane, whoo
Feel it
I do
Gotta know what you signing up for
The dotted line
Real talk
It is what it is mane
You feel me max?
Man we be chopping game about this one

[END]
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MO MONEY LESS FRIENDS

[Intro: St Spittin]

Mo money, mo problems
This thang hit with that sense of urgency mayne
That no play play, definitely that no play play
Mo money mo problems, mo money less friends, mo money mo problems
Mo money less friends, mo money mo problems, mo money less friends
Mo money mo problems
They call me S-T, ST Spittin to be exact...

[Verse: St Spittin]

Targets my back, all my people been fighting the war
Hoping shorter sentences & positive prison reform
Brain locked in the prison, my mental was scorned
Reminiscing on L's, when liquor was poured
Tales from the hood business & more
Expanded my way of thinking, out the country explored
I keep it fonky, everyday I won't be ignored life
They watch me on the under like they visiting porn sites
Keep it to yourself, it's cool, I know the analytics
Handle business, forget the haters and damn the critics
You got ferrari dreams, they can't even handle civics
Ain't feeling sorry cause you came when they demanded gimmicks
A damn shame what they doing to manage a image
Manners are finished own people you scaming & skimming
Daddy's probably was branded as snitches
They throw you under the bus an try to plan on ya women, whoooh
That's cold, the world is a world wind
But my foundation is solid, connecting more ends
Building bridges, only a loser can hate you for more wins
Mo money ain't coming with more friends though


[Hook: St Spittin]

Mo money mo problems, mo money less friends, mo money mo problems
(Mo money ain't coming with more friends though)
Mo money mo problems, mo money less friends,
(Mo money ain't coming with more friends though)

[Verse: St Spittin]

The room get quiet when you talking masters
Publishing questions that need answers
Me, I need the game like a strip pole need dancers
A take chancer, solid where they break faster
A cake laster, plotting on the take after
The type that's hated by a fake bastard
I never know why they underate great rappers
But this is what it takes to create factors
Back in my bag without a weight scale
On campus after the class, I used to make sales
Now I cook up in the lab like a bake sale
Dove in the booth and made a splash like a great whale
My delivery catered to make mail
Longevity missions, f*ck waiting and wishing
I create it and flip it, generating expenses
We promote it and pitch it so I deserve all my dividends
Shadows of the back end, royalty split sheets, oh
Missing money have you ready to chip teeth
Close fam even miss manage and mistreated
Pages get blocked, contacts get deleted
Don't sign your life away in moment because it's heated
Labels greedy, and streaming services is getting needy
But off of us they feeding so really what I'm a say until the end
Mo money ain't coming wit mo friends though

[Hook: St Spittin]

Mo money mo problems, mo money less friends, mo money mo problems
(Mo money ain't coming with more friends though)
Mo money mo problems, mo money less friends, mo money mo problems
(Mo money ain't coming with more friends though)
Mo money mo problems, mo money less friends, mo money mo problems
Mo money less friends, mo money less friends
(Mo money ain't coming with more friends though)

[Outro: St Spittin]

Whoo, Cold game mane, whoo
Feel it
I do
Gotta know what you signing up for
The dotted line
Real talk
It is what it is mane
You feel me max?
Man we be chopping game about this one

[END]
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Writer: Max Field Perry, Sterling Avery, Max Perry
Copyright: Lyrics © INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY COLLECTIONS

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