Money Man – No Fema (ft. JackBoy) (Audio, Lyrics)

Money Man features JackBoy on the “No Fema” track produced by Rocktee, Figurez Made It, ProdByNicky & Cop. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download.

Money Man No Fema

Money Man made history this week. The rapper became the first rapper to ever sign a recording contract with a Bitcoin advance. Though it’s stated in his name, the Atlanta rapper will likely set a trend that the music industry with follow with cryptocurrency advances. The rapper received $1M in Bitcoin which will certainly grow into more money down the line.

The rapper’s recent deal made headlines and turned him into a top trending topic on Twitter. So, he followed it up the way any entrepreneurial artist would — drop an album. The rapper dropped Blockchain on Friday which includes an appearance from Jackboy on “No Fema.” With a gentle guitar progression looping behind them, the two reflect on the struggle to provide for their family by any means. Money Man sums it up on the hook when he raps, “Swipin’ just to feed my family/ N***a, no FEMA, but I need relief.”

Money Man – No Fema (ft. JackBoy) (prod. Rocktee, Figurez Made It, ProdByNicky & Cop)

Lyrics

[Intro: Jackboy]
She my fantasy
Swipin’ just to feed my family

[Pre-Chorus: Money Man]
Every time I think ’bout Lil’ Sosa, I get goosebumps
I ain’t pour no lines in a minute, it’s been a few months
All I got is hundreds in this bankroll, maybe a few ones
All I got is ‘za inside this load, it weigh a few tons
All I twist is pressure in this paper, I need new lungs
I already blew that money from yesterday, I need some new funds
Had to throw that 35 away, I need a new gun
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Money Man]
She my fantasy
Swipin’ just to feed my family
Nigga, no FEMA, but I need relief

[Verse 1: Money Man]
Yeah, I got money on my mind, I keep on havin’ dreams
Even though I’m evil, my girl good, she need some angel wings
They can’t survive where I grew up, that shit is too extreme
They tried to get my dog to snitch, he’d rather kill himself
And I can’t blame him at all because he stood for somethin’
These niggas just got they hand out beggin’, they all good for nothin’
I’m thinkin’ of a masterplan inside my garage, I’m watchin’ Money Heist
Larry got snitched on by a lame, they gave him double life
Heard that nigga was sweet and don’t know his strains, I charge a higher price
Shawty think shit was sweet, they backdoored him, he had to pay the price
Make the wrong move inside these streets, you might pay with your life

[Pre-Chorus: Money Man]
Every time I think ’bout Lil’ Sosa, I get goosebumps
I ain’t pour no lines in a minute, it’s been a few months
All I got is hundreds in this bankroll, maybe a few ones
All I got is ‘za inside this load, it weigh a few tons
All I twist is pressure in this paper, I need new lungs
I already blew that money from yesterday, I need some new funds
Had to throw that 35 away, I need a new gun
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Money Man & Jackboy]
She my fantasy
Swipin’ just to feed my family
Nigga, no FEMA, but I need relief

[Verse 2: Jackboy]
Yeah, I got money on my mind, so I’m out tryna scheme (So I’m out tryna scheme)
All these hundreds, hard to stuff in my Amiris Jeans (Stuff in my Amiris Jeans)
Fly lil’ nigga, I flew to Paris just to go cop Céline (Go cop Céline)
Fly lil’ nigga, took off to the top and then I brought my team (Then I brought my team)
I’m sendin’ her in and out the bank, she helpin’ me chase my dreams
I’m sendin’ her in and out the bank, I got a bad bitch doin’ fraud for me
Prices on your head, I know a nigga who come kill for me
Come drill for me, I’m havin’ way more tools than a mechanic
Tryna take a nigga up and through to get him up off this planet
Every time I think ’bout I far came, I start to get chills
Every time I think ’bout whoop-di-whoop, murder is all I feel
Opps sayin’ it’s smoke, them niggas gon’ have to get some new lungs
Now I gotta throw that fire away and buy some new guns

[Pre-Chorus: Money Man]
Every time I think ’bout Lil’ Sosa, I get goosebumps
I ain’t pour no lines in a minute, it’s been a few months
All I got is hundreds in this bankroll, maybe a few ones
All I got is ‘za inside this load, it weigh a few tons
All I twist is pressure in this paper, I need new lungs
I already blew that money from yesterday, I need some new funds
Had to throw that 35 away, I need a new gun
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Money Man]
She my fantasy
Swipin’ just to feed my family
Nigga, no FEMA, but I need relief