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London Lorin - Money

 
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I know yawl gone feel this one
You dig what I’m saying
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
Yeah yeah
Young London
Oh woo

If a n**** try to joke with me
Ima pull up with sticks
We gone burn em like match’s (Bernie Mac)
She just want to fall in love
But she spent to much time up on her back
I know some n***** who told
They ain’t telling no more
Cause them n***** got whack
I’m just tryna stay alive
It seems like every day
Another n**** getting plack
I gotta family to feed
I got these racks they all on me
I stay on my grind so I’m getting paper
That’s why these n***** be hating
No oh oh oh
I remember being broke Ain had no socks
Yeen talking bout money kick rocks
Young n**** tryna reach the tip top
Like oh oh oh
This is my story
I’m really from the bottom hope you n***** don’t judge me
I’m just tryna get money, money, money
I’m just tryna get money
I’m just tryna get money (Oh oh)
This is my story
I’m really from the bottom hope you n***** don’t judge me
I’m just tryna get money, money, money
I’m just tryna get money
I’m just tryna get money (Oh oh)

I’m the neighborhood hero
I know the streets need me (Streets need me)
She don’t even like to pray
But she stay on her knees (On her knees)
N***** dying everyday I’m tryna stack this cheese (Oh woo)
Ima keep me a pole that’s on my soul
These n***** ain’t killing me
It’s so hard to be pro black when n***** pro ignorant (Oh woo)
Every time I speak that real I know they feeling this
These n***** they cap all da time
Tryna act all belligerent
My n***** we thuggin
We pull up
We ended shit
These n***** broke and they acting real feminine (No oh)
I don’t wanna rap with nun of you n***** I’m like (No oh)
Shawty wanna fuck cause she just heard I got that dough (Oh)
Woo oh
These n***** talking bout nan
Young n**** getting to the bread
Young n**** all about the bread
Like oh oh oh
This is my story
I’m really from the bottom hope you n***** don’t judge me
I’m just tryna get money, money, money
I’m just tryna get money
I’m just tryna get money (Oh oh)
This is my story
I’m really from the bottom hope you n***** don’t judge me
I’m just tryna get money, money, money
I’m just tryna get money
I’m just tryna get money (Oh oh)

Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Yeah yeah
Aye yeah yeah

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The meaning of the song

"Money" by London Lorin is a raw and authentic track that delves into the struggles and triumphs of coming from the bottom and chasing after success. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of the hustle and grind, with themes of loyalty, survival, and perseverance. London Lorin's delivery is gritty and filled with emotion, making the listener feel every word. The beat is hard-hitting and energetic, perfectly complementing the intensity of the lyrics. "Money" is a powerful anthem for anyone who is determined to make it out of difficult circumstances and secure the bag.

Biography

Born on the west coast, but raised around the globe, the music industry definitely has a new hot voice for the universe. He goes by the name London Lorin and is quickly becoming one of the biggest artist of our time!

With a generic sound of R&B, Hip-Hop, and Pop Culture!
This young icon is certainly making his way to the top!

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