Money Man – Progress (Audio, Lyrics)

Money Man unveils new song titled “Progress”. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download, read the lyrics to the song produced by Rocktee & Roc Andretti.

Money Man Progress

Money Man is really one of those artists who release music without really saying much to anyone. It’s not uncommon to scroll down YouTube to find that he’s released numerous tracks over a short period of time, especially demos. This weekend, it feels like he may have dumped a few songs on his hard drive onto YouTube for his fans. He has the luxury to do that, as well. On his latest record, “Progress,” Money Man comes through with some motivation for anyone on the hustle. He details keeping his eye on the ball as he manifests his goals. “I got tunnel vision, they can’t stop a n***a progress,” he raps on the hook. “All my money tall, bitch/ Ain’t no short-man complex.”

Money Man – Progress (prod. Rocktee & Roc Andretti)

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Damn, Andretti, this a hit)

[Chorus]
I got tunnel vision, they can’t stop a nigga progress
Damn, her pussy goddess-like, I swear that I’m obsessed
All my money tall, bitch, ain’t no short-man complex
Fuck buyin’ a condo, I’ma buy the complex
I get money around, just to put that into context
Come and get a bag with me, I’ll put you through the process
All the scammin’ I’m doin’, I know I’m probably on they watchlist
I was doing fake tees when Future dropped “Watch This”

[Verse]
Arrogant-ass nigga, damn, I can’t help but pop shit
I know if it go down, then I’m guaranteed to pop shit
Bitch, I’m from the streets, so how the fuck can I be on pop shit?
Niggas don’t know no real struggle, they ain’t never lost shit
Niggas don’t know no real struggle, they ain’t got no kids to feed
I want titles, I want deeds, I got scams, I got weed
Caught a play on my son birthday, we was up at Chuck E. Cheese
Box a little nigga out, then smoke a blunt and watch Creed
They don’t know no real pain, they ain’t lost no close friends
Come inside my trap, that’s like walkin’ in a lion’s den
Learned so much inside these streets, now we considered wisemen
Way I’m runnin’ to that paper, I should win a Heisman
I asked her, “Why you cryin’?” She said, “‘Cause I’ll never see you again”
And she probably won’t
I feel like I ain’t made enough money, so I ain’t go to sleep tonight, I’m still woke
When I was fucked up, I still had hope
Paranoid every night ’cause niggas knew where we was sleepin’ at
We ain’t even have no mattress, we was layin’ in the sleeping bag
The latest and strongest strain stuffed inside a freezer bag
Beams on every hand strap, come on, let’s play laser tag

[Chorus]
I got tunnel vision, they can’t stop a nigga progress
Damn, her pussy goddess-like, I swear that I’m obsessed
All my money tall, bitch, ain’t no short-man complex
Fuck buyin’ a condo, I’ma buy the complex
I get money around, just to put that into context
Come and get a bag with me, I’ll put you through the process
All the scammin’ I’m doin’, I know I’m probably on they watchlist
I was doing fake tees when Future dropped “Watch This”

[Outro]
(Damn, Andretti, this a hit)