[Intro: Joey Fatts]
Uh
[Chorus: Joey Fatts]
Champagne bottles, toast to achievements (Uh huh)
Nigga what's your passion, what you believe in? (What you believe in?)
Know it's sharks in that water, still put my feet in (Yeah)
I don't compete, nigga, I'm eatin' (I'm eatin' nigga)
Came too far to break-even (Break-even, nah)
Came too far to have meetings (What?)
Like, what is there to talk about?
This money on the floor nigga (Nigga)
[Verse 1: Joey Fatts]
You in love, I'm gettin'' money out that hoe nigga
At the store gettin' backwards in a row nigga
You niggas stuck up in the DM (Yeah)
Lame ass square ass niggas, boy, I can't bе them (Nah)
I'm the type to grind all day, AM to PM
Niggas sit around and pout all day, my nigga fix your facе
On probation I'ma take that case
Gotta keep it on me 'cause I'm gettin' to it, I know they hatin' on it (Know they hatin' on me)
Long beach nigga with big paper (Uh huh)
This cutthroat shit worth millions that's why they hate us (That's why they hate us)
Makin' way more than the mayor, they'll probably raid us (They'll probably raid us)
Just likely 'cause the shade of my pigment darker than theirs
Better grab a gun and smoke up in the air (Smoke up in the air nigga)
'Cause these young niggas shoot without a care
Gotta live this life, nobody said it's fair
Life's a bitch and I'm in that hoe bare
[Chorus: Joey Fatts]
Champagne bottles, toast to achievements (Uh huh)
Nigga what's your passion, what you believe in? (What you believe in?)
Know it's sharks in that water, still put my feet in
I don't compete, nigga, I'm eatin'
Came too far to break-even
Came too far to have meetings
Like, what is there to talk about?
This money on the floor nigga
[Interlude: A-Reece]
It's about time you niggas start payin' me man
Just like Hov said, set the price on niggas and live your life my nigga
At this point my price is non-negotiable, I worked too hard for this shit
Turn me up
[Verse 2: A-Reece]
Yeah
Says a lot about you if you ain't heard of us
Fly niggas, standin' firm through the turbulence
They tryna rain on my parade 'cause I'm makin' more than what these politicians pay rappers for campaigns
We ain't the same, you livin' to maintain
Everybody around me gettin' paid
Bitch I'm in the capital gettin' capital gain
Don't ask me how much I got inside the safe
Label me a legend from the cradle to grave, they already know the name nigga
You desperate to get the praise nigga
I'm a diamond in the rough and I don't have to get appraise nigga
Especially in the city I was raised
And I wouldn't have it any other way nigga, yeah
Get the fuck up out the way nigga
From Long Beach to PTA
This shit a marathon it ain't a race
Talent is impossible to gauge nigga, yeah
[Chorus: Joey Fatts]
Champagne bottles, toast to achievements
Nigga what's your passion, what you believe in?
Know it's sharks in that water, still put my feet in
I don't compete, nigga, I'm eatin'
Came too far to break-even
Came too far to have meetings
Like, what is there to talk about?
This money on the floor nigga
Money On the Floor was written by A-Reece & Joey Fatts.
Money On the Floor was produced by Nick Dow.
Joey Fatts released Money On the Floor on Fri Sep 24 2021.