Future – Blood on the Money Lyrics

(Intro)
They gave lil China 25 for them thangs, ni**a
They walk up on you, give it to your friends, ni**a
They walk up on you, give it to you, see your friends, ni**a
Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro
We’ve been at the laundromat all day
We’ve been washing money all day
I heard the police looking for me cause I got the hood hot
We’ve been at the laundromat all day
We’ve been washing money all day
Heard the police looking for me cause I got that blood money

(Chorus)
It got blood on that money and I still count it
They got blood on the money and I still count it
I can’t help the way I’m raised up
That Easter Pink, I tried to give it up, I can’t give it up

(Verse 1)
28 grams, I serve it on the porch
I just seent em merch, they ran off in my house
The homicide unit come into the house
My cousin murked a ni**a and he just got out
I hang with all the killers and the robbers
I pour me up some drank, say f**k my problems
My hood, they treat me like I’m El Chapo
I keep that dog food like I’m Rilo
I had the warrant in Clayco and beat the case
Man I’m fresh as hell, bi**h, Easter day
All my ghetto tactics I’m above average
I’ve been so in tune, man I’ve been so ambitious
Grab another Fanta, let me fill it up
If they ain’t make the channel, you ain’t built like us
The Federales f**king with my ni**a Ty
It’s Black Amigo Gang til a ni**a die
I feel I’m walking through Hell
I swear to God I’ll never tell
They try to give a ni**a the chair
I tell my mama, wish me well

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 2)
I know the devil is real, I know the devil is real
I take a dose of them pills and I get real low in the field
I’ll fly to LA today, and I live so high in the Hills
I share the mansion with goonies, I shared the bi**h with a goonie
I took the mack I’m a ni**as ain’t slipping, we got em
I took the pack out to Paris, me and that money got married
Me and the molly got married
Devoted in everything, my ni**as mean everything
We’re 5 deep inside a Chevy
Yeah we tryna get it
Ask me do I know how to whip it
F*** the witness

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 3)
She put me off and it was ugly
I made a million dollars, say she love me
The way she did me, it destroyed me
I kept it real with lil shorty
I’ve been going bar for bar, these ni**as know what’s popping with me
I can go from car to car, these bi**hes quarter million at least
Two thousand for the shoes, I keep some s**t on my feet
I’m prolly in the mood to f**k your bi**h on the beach
I dropped out of school and I get money like Meech
Send a junkie, send a driver just to get something to eat
You see how things change?
I came from cocaine

(Repeat Chorus)

(Outro)
I hang with all the killers and the robbers
I pour me up a drink, say f**k my problems
The federales f**king with my ni**a Ty
It’s Black Amigo Gang til a ni**a die
I heard the police looking for me cause I got the hood hot
Heard the police looking for me cause I got the hood
They got girls on the money and I still count it
They got boy on the money, watch my ni**a count it

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