Story Behind The Song

Written on my lunch break while busting ass painting an apartment complex for a living.

Song Description

It's the recession era blues rock for the hip hop generation. Ayron Jones (AJandtheWay.com) on guitar.

Lyrics

Verse:

My life is a fragile future
never know when a man might shoot ya
see i might die mashin out in my new whip
well, a used whip,
but to me it's a cool whip//
too quick do another day pass by
no time to ask why,
and that's why
I'ma keep makin that music
gettin that loot and
live for today and the future//
cuz I can't get a minute
of the past back
and when an hour pass
that's that
so I dedicate my time
my mind on a grind
tryna get me a fat old//
stack of the skrilla, bill or guap
bread, cheese, lettuce
chips, no guac
green or green back
whatever you call a dollar
long as it land in my wallet//
gotta get bread
gotta make bank
fuck top ramen I wanna eat steak
yeah I wanna get some clothes
but not for show
I want some clothes that aint
got no holes in em//
you know, denim, linen, satin
brand name, and built to last
so i gotta build my career to the last
on a steady build up
so I'm here to the last//
I ain't gonna pass it
kick it away
and I ain't gonna drink it
piss it away
cuz I hate doing things
in the typical way, yeah
and can't stand the bitch made//
no ambition having kids
with no direction
no drive
wait around for their whole life
for the Maibach
to fall into they lap
but I'm gonna get a Maiback
why not?//
when I rock I spit my passion
thru rappin I make shit happen
whatever happened to no bitch ass-ness?
if you want cash
go out and grab it//
when I rock I spit my passion
thru rappin I make shit happen
whatever happened to no bitch ass-ness?
if you want cash
go out and grab it//

GUITAR SOLO

CHORUS:
I said make money money
make money money money
take money money
make money money money
you wanna have money money
make money money money?
go grab money money
make money money money
money money money money money