[Intro: Stretch Money]
Yeah, Stretch Money the man, you understand that?
Hot Lava
Wow wee
[Chorus]
It takes money to make money
I can't let it get away from me
So, everyday I'm in these streets, that's the only way I'll eat
If you love me, then pray for me
It takes money to make money
I can't let it get away from me
So, everyday I'm in these streets, that's the only way I'll eat
If you love me, then pray for me
[Verse 1: Stretch Money]
Right now, the home boy in the zonе
The zone on my own, got my hands on chrome
Pokin' out thе hip on the side of my bones
You know that I'ma ride and I'ma die for my homes
Holla at your boy on the hoes to the zones
Do business, but I don't talk about it on the phone
Love for the game, see, the boy got a Jones
Tryna keep up with the Jones, for they creep up in the dome
Turn a chick to a mule, keep her on the bus
Gotta keep the honey plush just to keep her on the hush
That money, fast money, keep it on the rush
Snow cones on the watch, I'ma keep it on the slush
Know I keep a heater and a quarter sack of reefer
Hoodie and the leather and the latest pair of sneakers
Ready to die, went and hollered at the reaper
He said "You got a lot more to do before I see ya"
Pray for me
[Chorus]
It takes money to make money
I can't let it get away from me
So, everyday I'm in these streets, that's the only way I'll eat
If you love me, then pray for me
It takes money to make money
I can't let it get away from me
So, everyday I'm in these streets, that's the only way I'll eat
If you love me, then pray for me
[Verse 2: Stretch Money]
Look, it took a minute just to get where I'm at
And I done came this far, I ain't looking back
Stretch Money finna blow, picture that
I remember back in high school when he was tryna rap
Last time I seen him, he was walking down Mack
But now I heard homeboy doing this and that
I was broke, no joke, it's a fact
But now I'm on my grind and I'm all about stacks
And my whole fam' all about stacks
Catch Stretch drunk off Henny, crawling out 'Lacs
Blowin' on Gs, good greens from the thirty-one
Straight S, Detroit, Murda Mitten, Dirty Glove
Well known for the players and the hustlers
And if you ain't one of them, you must be a customer
What you know about me? Man, I do the thang
I don't chase paper, I make it boomerang
[Chorus]
It takes money to make money
I can't let it get away from me
So, everyday I'm in these streets, that's the only way I'll eat
If you love me, then pray for me
It takes money to make money
I can't let it get away from me
So, everyday I'm in these streets, that's the only way I'll eat
If you love me, then pray for me
[Verse 3: Stretch Money]
Yeah, it "Take Money to Make Money" the album
You listening to the outcome
This is that classic for when you in the traffic
Flying down Gratiot, turn it up and blast it
Tidal with the flow, you could say I got it mastered
Get up in the booth and it's something like magic
How I make it happen? It's more than just rappin'
I don't just do it, man, I do it with a passion
Do it to perfection, never come wack
Especially with Helli Hansen on the track
Tryna bring it back, put the city on the map
Everyday I'm in the street, East Side where I'm at
You know where to find me, that's if you lookin'
If you tryna get some 'bows or tryna get a show bookin' (holla at me)
Stretch hit the stage and that mic get tookin'
This is Hot Lava, we got the streets cooking'
You feel me? (Yeah)
[Chorus]
It takes money to make money
I can't let it get away from me
So, everyday I'm in these streets, that's the only way I'll eat
If you love me, then pray for me
It takes money to make money
I can't let it get away from me
So, everyday I'm in these streets, that's the only way I'll eat
If you love me, then pray for me
It takes money to make money
I can't let it get away from me
So, everyday I'm in these streets, that's the only way I'll eat
If you love me, then pray for me
It takes money to make money
I can't let it get away from me
So, everyday I'm in these streets, that's the only way I'll eat
If you love me, then pray for me
