HAMZA – Minimum (English lyrics)

Chorus :
Just try to stack a minimum, try to stack a minimum
I’m talking about money, money, I’m talking about money
These bitches love it when I unpack these drugs
Money, I’m talking about money, money, I’m talking bout money
Just try to stack a minimum, just a minimum
Just try to stack a minimum, just a minimum
Just try to stack a minimum, just a minimum
Just a minimum, just a minimum

1rst verse :
I left my house in order to get this money
I disappointed my family in order to get this money
Money and bitches, they go together
I’ve got a gun hidden under the table, but go ahead and finish your desert first
Things are heated in the projects, it’s not a game
I chose the projects in order to get this money
Touch one of my homies and my Uzi will go crazy
This bitch is trying to get close to me because of the content of my pockets
High as a mothafucka, I’m in the trap house
Just hand over the profit ass hole, we don’t care about the rest
All these euro bills are the reason why I have to avoid these bitches
All these euro bills are the reason why all they all want to swallow my dick
I’m just a young nigga with an automatic 9 millimiter
I’m just a young real nigga that will remain this way my whole life
Mula is power, that’s what my young arab friend told me
So the next day, we wore those fucking ski masks

Chorus :
Just try to stack a minimum, try to stack a minimum
I’m talking about money, money, I’m talking about money
These bitches love it when I unpack these drugs
Money, I’m talking about money, money, I’m talking bout money
Just try to stack a minimum, just a minimum
Just try to stack a minimum, just a minimum
Just try to stack a minimum, just a minimum
Just a minimum, just a minimum

2nd verse :
No matter who, no matter where
We like it when the lightening strike, we hide our money under the mattress
There’s nothing but under-sailors on board
She starts cooking in the morning, the look in my thugs eyes is creepy
If you’re not stacking money then you’re useless, the hunger justifies the means
I started out with nada, I started out with nothing
My nigga, you’re my brother, I’ll break bread with you
I left my house in order to get this money
I disappointed my family in order to get this money
How am I suppose to find sleep with an empty stomach ?
We are determined to make it out in life, by any means necessary
No trips to the futur, no step back
We are exactly what we look like, Ah I’m laid back !

Chorus :
Just try to stack a minimum, try to stack a minimum
I’m talking about money, money, I’m talking about money
These bitches love it when I unpack these drugs
Money, I’m talking about money, money, I’m talking bout money
Just try to stack a minimum, just a minimum
Just try to stack a minimum, just a minimum
Just try to stack a minimum, just a minimum
Just a minimum, just a minimum