Money Longer
Descrição
“Money Longer”, de Lil Uzi Vert, é uma faixa que celebra a ostentação e a ascensão ao sucesso financeiro. A música mergulha na euforia de ter os bolsos cheios e um estilo de vida luxuoso, onde a riqueza crescente é manifestada através de carros mais rápidos, alto-falantes mais potentes e um poder que afasta os 'haters'. A letra transmite uma confiança inabalável e uma postura desafiadora, adotando a persona de um 'savage' que não se importa com as opiniões alheias. Além da celebração material, a composição também aborda o hedonismo e a fugacidade das relações, reforçando a mensagem de triunfo pessoal e a prioridade dada ao acúmulo de capital e status. É uma ode vibrante à prosperidade e ao poder transformador do dinheiro.
Letra
Yah, it do not matter
Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smokin' that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smokin' that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
Money so old, dollars spoiled
Yah, my lil' bitch so spoiled
Yah, I rub her down in oil
Yah, I got money, now you know it, yah
Diamonds on my teeth
Yeah, your shit look like foil
Yeah, Chris Brown said these hoes ain't loyal
None of these hoes got no morals
All my niggas G-ed up
Yeah, my glasses be Dita
Never thought it would be days I could kick my feet up
Never though that she would need me that much if I leave her
It do not matter
Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smokin' that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smokin' that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smokin' that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
All of this is faction, no time for actin', all this money lastin'
Like go out to eat, get that blackened salmon
When I'm with my girl we're Pharrell and Vashtie, wait, huh
That mean we are not lastin'
In that pussy, you know I like it rough, then I'm just blastin'
Tell that lil' bitch that I'm really from Mars, uh, yeah, bitch, do not start
Yeah, pull up, my car automatic, yeah, uh, done with the start, yeah
It do not matter
Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smokin' that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smokin' that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
Gírias
Na letra, "savage" refere-se a uma postura implacável e bem-sucedida, com uma atitude de superioridade; "on" significa estar no auge, relevante e popular no cenário musical; "G-ed up" indica estar vestido com luxo e estilo, ostentando joias e roupas de grife; a expressão "your shit look like foil" critica a joia de outra pessoa como falsa ou de baixo valor, em contraste com diamantes verdadeiros; e a menção a "Pharrell and Vashtie" é uma referência cultural a um casal famoso e estiloso que se separou, sugerindo que o romance do artista também pode não durar, ou que é de natureza passageira.