[Intro]
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Wait 'til I get this money, I turn to the mother fucking Michelin man, yeah
Wait 'til I get this, yeah
Yeah

[Verse 1]
We can talk about the trips up to Broadway
Or we can talk about the piss in the hallway
We could talk about eviction notice sitting on the door
Shit didn't even phase us, we all straight
We can talk about two thousand roaches sitting outside
Covered up on the whole damn walkway
We can talk about my cousins coming over tryna roast a n***a crib
Man, they said it was a crawl space
And we could talk about drug shit
Yeah, we could talk about fuck shit
Yeah, we could talk about it all day
We could talk about police coming up the school
Tryna hide from my mama, it wasn't nothin' but a long day
Yеah, we can talk about right now
We can talk about hype now
Yеah, that's the shit that I like now
I got a city back home tryna fight now
And all the bitches that I wanted tryna pipe down
[Chorus]
Money made me two-step
Look like money, got a new rep
Got two twins and they both goin'
Don't talk about it, I ain't choose yet, yeah
Wait 'til I'm gettin' this money
I turn to the mother fucking Michelin man
Wait 'til I get this money
I'm spending it soon as I touch my hand
Money made me two-step (Two-step)
Need the real thing, I don't do reps (I don't do reps)
Came a long way from a kick door (From a kick door)
Now I got money I don't do theft (I don't do theft), yeah
Wait 'til I get this money
I turn to the mother fucking Michelin man (To the Michelin man)
Wait 'til I get this money
I'm spending it soon as I touch my hand

[Verse 2]
Signed a record deal, thought that all was finna change
I was nineteen, I was looking at the fame
I ain't even curse when the money touched down
I just looked at my account and said, "Man, goddamn"
I ain't even know 'bout the bullshit that come with this shit
Now I'm hiding myself and my face
Never trust a n***a tryna profit off your soul
Only white man I ain't trust is James
Yeah, woke up one day, and it was all on bill
I'm LeBron to my n***as, I'm the king of the hill
I take care of everybody I know
So, even if I don't got it, bitch, these n***as know I'm paying the bill
They don't know about the shit that I deal with, the stress
They don't know about the pressure I'm feeling up to my neck
Most my n***as never seen six figures, and wouldn't know what to do with it
But n***as keep telling me to invest
They don't know about the industry shit or nothin' about it
Or even understand the shit that I'm saying about it
I'm trying to tell my n***a about what to do with the budget
Then fuck n***a asking me questions about Illuminati
They don't know 'bout chasing the uni port for the check, and it's six zeros
But two of them go to the IRS
And the other four for lifestyle n***a's gotta project
I been looking at this chain, but a n***a ain't buy it yet
My n***as tellin' me go on vacation, I need a breather
I'm living off the deal, so n***as can't try it yet
This n***a took a picture of me in the coach seat
I responded like look like both riding a diet jet
But wait 'til I get these blues on mine
Guard your ho or it's suicide
N***a gon' be looking like who am I?
'Cause I'm gon' be a different n***a on me, on God
[Chorus]
Money made me two-step
Look like money, got a new rep
Got two twins and they both goin'
Don't talk about it, I ain't choose yet, yeah
Wait 'til I'm gettin' this money
I turn to the mother fucking Michelin man
Wait 'til I get this money
I'm spending it soon as I touch my hand
Money made me two-step (Two-step)
Need the real thing, I don't do reps (I don't do reps)
Came a long way from a kick door (From a kick door)
Now I got money I don't do theft (I don't do theft), yeah
Wait 'til I get this money
I turn to the mother fucking Michelin man (To the Michelin man)
Wait 'til I get this money
I'm spending it soon as I touch my hand