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Yeah Yeah I'ma let the money talk, I ain't sayin' much Money fallin' to the floor, she gon' pick it up I know I said I want it all, but it ain't enough Niggas claimin' that they real but they ain't real enough Every time they say they do it, they don't do enough Every time I play my part they tell me "Keep it up" When you look up to the stars, all you see is us It's been like that from the start, we're just being us (for real) Yeah, fully automatic I even got 'em taking pictures of me during traffic Fully independent so you know I'm problematic The money come and go unless you keep it in the family I'm in a different bracket, big transactions I didn't want it, I just bought it 'cause I never had it I'm realer than your average, really 'bout that action My shorty like a desert, she the hottest on the planet Probably leave your hoe embarrassed, goddammit! Bitch I ain't a rapper I'm just rappin', I guess I'm still in fashion I do this outta passion, niggas do it outta malice Baby Boy a hazard, it's a party at the mansion And your type don't get to be with us You know they lying if they say they never needed us I'm about to raise hell and wake the demons up Niggas say "That boy cold" but I'm just heating up Every time I look behind me all I see is dust Money falling to the floor, she better sweep it up Hope you keepin' up, yeah 'Cause ballin' is habit If you ain't ballin' then you wouldn't fully understand it I'ma let the money talk, I ain't sayin' much Money fallin' to the floor, she gon' pick it up I know I said I want it all, but it ain't enough Niggas claimin' that they real but they ain't real enough Every time they say they do it, they don't do enough Every time I play my part they tell me "Keep it up" When you look up to the stars, all you see is us It's been like that from the start, we're just being us (for real) Yeah, hell charismatic I pull up on stage, wave a mic like it's magic Record after record, it's just classic after classic The catalog turnin' a hater to a fanatic I been hella dope, I ain't tryna drop the habit You don't want the smoke, nigga, keep it in your attic 'Cause one dose of me, I turn your bitch into an addict Same old me but my life cinematic No matter how it pans out, a nigga never panic One look at me and you can tell that I been at it (yeah) Nigga, what you got? Nobody cares if you had it Pull up at the scene and niggas get all dramatic Show my true colours, I keep a cle palette Tryna be number one like that new Khaled Mama still prayin, so I don't lose balance Promised my daughters I'ma build 'em a palace, yeah I'ma let the money talk, I ain't sayin' much Money fallin' to the floor, she gon' pick it up I know I said I want it all, but it ain't enough Niggas claimin' that they real but they ain't real enough Every time they say they do it, they don't do enough Every time I play my part they tell me "Keep it up" When you look up to the stars, all you see is us It's been like that from the start, we're just being us I'ma let the money talk, I ain't sayin' much Money fallin' to the floor, she gon' pick it up I know I said I want it all, but it ain't enough Niggas claimin' that they real but they ain't real enough Every time they say they do it, they don't do enough Every time I play my part they tell me "Keep it up" When you look up to the stars, all you see is us It's been like that from the start, we're just being us
Writer(s): Ernst A A Arjen Vreede De, Bert Ostyn, Jean Marie Rene A. Aerts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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