Brand New Hunnids Lyrics - Tech N9ne Collabos

Ay, ay, I'ma keep it real like a brand new hunnid 

Ay, 'bout that life, I ain't ever ran from it 

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money 

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money 

I've been feeling like Pablo in the Wells Fargo 

I ain't here to talk about a car loan 

Pockets on my cargo shorts full of money 

And a duffel bag stuffed full, hard to keep the zipper on the top closed 

You can barely pay a car note 

Why you mad at me because your credit score low 

I done gone broke but I bounced back 

Leaning on the counter while she look at my account 

Can I have a lollipop 

Don't run the game flirtin' with the bank teller 

I can tell she thinking I'm a cocaine dealer 

I got cash 'cause I rap, I don't trap 

I was hurting when I didn't have money, now the paper like a painkiller 

The internet say I'm worth four mil 

It used to be a way worse ordeal 

No more dollar menu orders, eating four course meals 

Thought I was a winner look at what the scoreboard said 

Forrest Gump with the ends on the cat running 

On the way to make a milli you can bet on me 

You sitting still like a crash test dummy 

Like you got a check coming 

Tryna flash, you ain't got Tech money 

You ain't ever live lavish, tryna be Travis 

You ain't ever built like that 

You been living in a fantasy knowing that you can't achieve 

I'ma tell you real life fast 

Keep it real like that 

Yeah 

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I'ma keep it real like a brand new hunnid 

Ay, 'bout that life, I ain't never ran from it 

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money 

Ay, ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money 

Ay, I'ma keep it real like a brand new hunnid 

Ay, 'bout that life, I ain't never ran from it 

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money 

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money 

Get some big ones, shit comes, quick son ditch 'em 

'Cause they gonna get to begging from the rich one 

For the money for tummy, booty, and they tits done 

Cross yo neck with a razor 

For the fetty when they see you livin' major 

How they comin' for money ya job paid ya 

When not even one of them did a little bit of labor 

With them brand new hunnids 

Damn you done it 

Not a way somebody can ever ban you from it 

How can you stomach 

The poverty I hit the lottery 

So when you go in the pile can you plummet 

Damn you stuntin' 

On the land when you expand the grands 

They gonna stand who run it and the jam you brung it (cha) 

Comin' from all the fans the Kansas City man do gun it (cha) 

Take all the paper don't let the paper take ya 

Big money maker you're gonna wait to vapor 

From all the haters they wanna waste ya 

Like a trip when they hit a gallon of Jäger 

Off with the money is why they shoot ya 

'Cause they jealous they makin' the shotty juice ya 

I ain't slippin' or givin' nobody boosters 

I keep the brim a hunnid 'cause Tech is a crowded poosta 

Nigga, ay 

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I'ma keep it real like a brand new hunnid 

Ay, 'bout that life, I ain't never ran from it 

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money 

Ay, ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money 

Ay, I'ma keep it real like a brand new hunnid 

Ay, 'bout that life, I ain't never ran from it 

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money 

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money 

Like a brand new hunnid dollar bill 

When they put the light to me they will know that I'm real 

I'ma get to the money 

But I give 'em what they can build in it 

Rock at the rigorous on the go without a chill 

We two up, it's too much money to be made 

Too much money for me to ever be a slave 

Too much money for me to not wanna get out of the bed and go get it 

Somebody already gettin' paid 

It don't matter if you rappin' or thuggin', be stackin' or pluggin' 

It's either you are slackin' or puppin', I bet that you want it 

They give in if you huff at the oven 

And you rapping a couple of 'em 

Moving two by fours like Jim Duggan, you buggin' 

If you don't got the lucrative hustle 

Looking for loot producing part of productive 'cause you 

Gotta be tough and plus you gotta do what you must do 

Throw it when you win, they will son the rustle 

I see hawks when I see these thots, and I read thoughts 

Let them wonder 'bout the bread 

He financially flaunts cause he know what she wants 

Let alone fucks I give 'em the photo cred 

Even though I do collect the dough, I haven't changed yet 

Never quit, never sit waiting for a paycheck 

To the paid jet, then get lifted like a weight set 

With a loud pack hater chronic like a Dre set 

Jay high that's a safe bet, ay 

I'ma keep it real like a brand new hunnid 

Ay, 'bout that life, I ain't never ran from it 

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money 

Ay, ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money 

Ay, I'ma keep it real like a brand new hunnid 

Ay, 'bout that life, I ain't never ran from it 

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money 

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money