24 Vision Lyrics

Money boy shit

24 shit, we worldwide nigga

When it's cold outside, you gotta keep your heat

I gotta hold it down, this for the M.O.B

Money boy shit

When it's cold outside, you gotta keep your heat

I gotta hold it down, this for the M.O.B

I keep requiring all these songs, might have a OCD

Nigga haven't seen no money since the PPP

Nigga broken down, bag will get a C.V.V

We keep beams on our chops like a LED

Quick to drop a nigga service, he got AT&T

Crib filled with hoes, I rented out the Airbnb

Take the doors, off tunka the trucks, this is not no Jeep

I let the car drive itself, I lean back in my seat

Told me she would hold it down, told a lie through her teeth

Stressin' bout the rap, to the point I couldn't even eat

Dreamin' bout success, to the point I couldn't even sleep

You gotta have some thick skin, this shit ain't made for the weak

Money boy a late Bloomer, they gon' be mad when I peak

My lyrics come straight off the head, I don't write what I preach

When it's cold outside, you gotta keep your heat

I gotta hold it down, this for the M.O.B

I keep requiring all these songs, might have a OCD

Nigga haven't seen no money since the PPP

I been droppin' back to back, so the world can see

Like Jay Reed, I can't slip, cause I'm in too deep

Niggas think they got fame, cause they blew up in the week

You know the route a lil' long, you had it hard in the streets

Turn arrogant with the buzz, like it was cause of me

Still , get it on my own, I ain't act true for no feat

Niggas think it's competition, bitch I'm M.O.B

The world know and ask around,y'all not fuckin' with me

Prove a wrong, make it out, run up a billion streams

Got bitches tryna take me down, I'm here to work as a team

Too much pressure on your chest, make it hard to breathe

So many losses for my problems, I'ma roll me some weed

When it's cold outside, you gotta keep your heat

I gotta hold it down, this for the M.O.B

I keep requiring all these songs, might have a OCD

Nigga haven't seen no money since the PPP

Have killers runnin' in your crib, have A.D.T

Niggas wanna steal my sauce, that's why I sow what I reap

Speak on me, or one of mine, I'm leavin' blood in the street

All that trollin' till you dead, I ain't got time for no beat

They get the dissin' for some views, a couple hoes in they Tee

Eleven mixtapes, nobody workin' harder than me

Young nigga with a vision, so they targettin' me

Rap artist with a real story, who I inspire to be

Flint biased with their opinions, I'm the talent they need

They say life is like a drug, shit, I damn near O.D

Knowin' I'ma get to the riches, that's why I'm plantin' these seeds

While y'all brain cells fry, cause y'all be smokin' on breeze

But when it's cold outside, you better have your heat

Man, a nigga haven't seen no money since the PPP