Money Talks

Woah, woah I'm just let it ride Alright, I'm ready Not only do I talk shit I talk numbers Money talks and it says I'm in for a rocking summer Two bad women, stacking bands up in the hummer I'mma take they numbers down Cause they coming over under Coming over undercover Sneaky link, time of slumber Been around the block So when she ask me do I ever wonder What it's like to be rich, no bitch I don't wanna Already got my fucking paper sitting up at Weight up, wallet, muscle all swole shit Met a bitch on Facebook, now I'm poking Crazy she a MILF, but I ain't notice How she 34 but look 20, that shit bogus Always high you know I'm always floating Ten toes down though no matter how potent Internet thugs always try to go unnoticed Like they weren't my homies once upon a time, that's hoe shit Damn, all my cliques they all tried to replace me On Instagram they dicks, but they won't face to face me I stay making this bread though, that's how it goes lately I complain bout my problems on a record, they pay me They stream my shit till my ego gets bigger Head swole up like balloons But my pockets swell quicker I smoke now, spend some money on liquor But once I fly to LA, cut the snakes off like clippers Yeah I come from Jersey, quiet town I won't lie But still I'm known to fuck shit up if I have to on the fly I got some friends with wings, that'll make drive by's Look like accidents But I also know some guys who'll shoot shit, clock some bitches with glocks just to kill time I prefer to brawl, fake a left into a right Even if I'm knocked out, I'll still wake up under lights On the couch making out with your bitch the same night, ooh ooh Hit a motherfucker with the truth (Truth) Every fucking thing you do, I out do (Do) From press runs to fucking rapping inside the booth (Booth) Code blue but they havn't got a fucking clue (Clue) Not only do I talk shit I talk numbers Money talks and it says I'm in for a rocking summer Two bad women, stacking bands up in the hummer I'mma take they numbers down Cause they coming over under Coming over undercover Sneaky link, time of slumber Been around the block So when she ask me do I ever wonder What it's like to be rich, no bitch I don't wanna Already got my fucking paper sitting up at Everything you do I out do Been making money since a Junior how bout you Been listening to Cordae 'Super', that's my dude My mindset can get dark, but on the surface white and cool Got connects from Rosecrans shout to Skrilla In the middle of a crowd, I'm big deal (Uh) Been getting bitter looking at the competition Told Titus I'mma need 20 ASAP then signed the deal (Uh) Uh, yeah, bout time Respect on my name, boy I outshine All my sons, yeah clouts fine I'm just tryna live my fucking dream, no downtime Not Tony but I'm a Hawk just how I grind And fly around the track, get vertigo when I'm the skys Get it? In disguise maybe that's why it's a surprise You don't recognize my talent, just get caught up in my eyes Became a pretty boy, single though Hazel eyes, get plenty hoes Excerise science major She gonna nurse my soul Swimming in the money Under green like a mistletoe Now here we go Here we go (Yeah, Hunt) Whole squad pulling up and we balling You boys just love to cap, now get nicked like your Colin Phones blowing up Hoes on my line when this song hits Lloyd told me I'll be fine they gonna love me regardless Don't worry bout so much what they think just be yourself So I went got myself healthy And added some extra wealth Still try to stay lowkey, I prefer life in stealth Hmm, anything else? (Oh yeah!) Not only do I talk shit I talk numbers Money talks and it says I'm in for a rocking summer Two bad women, stacking bands up in the hummer I'mma take they numbers down Cause they coming over under Coming over undercover Sneaky link, time of slumber Been around the block So when she ask me do I ever wonder What it's like to be rich, no bitch I don't wanna Already got my fucking paper sitting up at