Lyrics
Aye, some people pray for a burner
Some people wish for a gun (burner)
I'm a money earner
I am focused on making money
Ear to the streets, like a murder
Connected to the streets, like a murder
Ain't nobody talk about it further
No one discusses it in more detail
Damn, she a quick learner
Impressive, she quickly understands
Promise momma never meant to hurt her
Promised my mom I never meant to harm her
Pulling on your block to return her
Approaching your neighborhood to bring her back
Honestly I'm just a money worker
Honestly, I'm just someone who works for money
She in my ear talking bout how she wanna spend the night
She's expressing her desire to spend the night with me
I been way too focused on the green that I'm really just tired
I've been too focused on making money, feeling exhausted
She ask me where the RnB why the beat so fire
She questions the absence of RnB and why the beat is so good
Don't you hear the runs on the mic I'm the G you liar
Pointing out the vocal runs on the mic, emphasizing my authenticity
And I'm hype, I’m hype
Feeling excited and energetic
Ask me why I'm in the paint every day it's to save my life
Explaining that I engage in creative activities to save my life
Do this every night, like I gave the pipe
Doing this consistently, comparing it to satisfying desires
I'm a G, you a bean on a team like we put that to the side
Asserting my identity as a "G," while downplaying others
Because
Expressing a reason or cause
Aye, some people pray for a burner
Reiteration of the desire for a gun (burner)
I'm a money earner
Emphasizing my focus on making money
Ear to the streets, like a murder
Connected to the streets, like a murder
Ain't nobody talk about it further
No one delves deeper into the topic
Damn, she a quick learner
Impressive, she quickly understands
Promise momma never meant to hurt her
Promised my mom I never meant to harm her
Pulling on your block to return her
Approaching your neighborhood to bring her back
Honestly I'm just a money worker
Honestly, I'm just someone who works for money
She give you love but she text "I'm alone"
She expresses love but texts "I'm alone"
She going out but don't ring up your phone
She goes out without calling you
She getting dropped by a friend you don't know
She's picked up by an unknown friend
She give it up, aye, she giving love, aye,
She gives in, giving love
She doesn't work but she just copped a bag
Not working, but just bought a bag
She bringing up all these times you ain't had
Bringing up times when you were lacking
She just came back from the club hella mad
Returning from the club angry
You know the deal son, she with a real one
Emphasizing the reality, she's with someone genuine
I ain't never mean to hurt your girl but, look at how she hurt you
Regretful for unintentionally hurting your girl, highlighting her actions
Going everywhere without you, moving like she never claimed you
She's everywhere without you, behaving as if she never claimed you
You should probably go and move right on we, out here making big moves
Suggesting to move on, making significant progress
Never loved her like she loved you, or, the way she said she loved you
She never loved you like you loved her, or so she claims
Aye, some people pray for a burner
Reiteration of the desire for a gun (burner)
I'm a money earner
Emphasizing my focus on making money
Ear to the streets, like a murder
Connected to the streets, like a murder
Ain't nobody talk about it further
No one delves deeper into the topic
Damn, she a quick learner
Impressive, she quickly understands
Promise momma never meant to hurt her
Promised my mom I never meant to harm her
Pulling on your block to return her
Approaching your neighborhood to bring her back
Honestly I'm just a money worker
Honestly, I'm just someone who works for money
Care about the paper, oh
Valuing money, expressing a lack of concern for relationships
Hurt your girlfriend, how she hurt you
Reflecting on how your girlfriend hurt you
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