Money Talks

Three, two, one

Good senses (good senses-)

Oniel got caught, yah men, caught stealing candy

Shit **** I used to steal candy

(uh-huh) look how your ass turned out

Why you care for some little kids?

Just runnin' off with some wing pops, man

They got a learnin', you know how America works?

Says who?

Uh, cut the convo hip, it ain't about money

Welcome to the city where the streets be flooded

Shots go to dumb to see another body drop

Need a mile for the blood, no telly Who done it?

Swear it's Russia, I want a Coke B, butter

Call me iceberg slim with four holes in the colors

All I ever wanted was a safe full of money

And a down-ass bitch who can match my hustle (A-a-ami on the track, yeah)

On the catch flights, **** never catch feelings

They might shed a tear if they ever hear me fitn'

The boy gone off hard in the scrimmings

Like Chris Potter's lil' **** big business

My **** got killed on the road to the riches

My **** did a joke, sentence girl ain't visit

Turn one and a two in the kitchen, I'm a wizard

Talk cold on the phone, never know who listenin'

When they want that real, I'm who they listen to

I love my hood, unconditional

I know some goons, so get rid of you

I burn that gas in my interviews

I fuck two twins who identical

I'm from where the coke be plentiful

I use the hustle for tennis shoes

Coppers, they label us criminals

Cut the convo hip, it ain't about money (ain't about money, ain't about money)

Cut the convo hip, it ain't about money (ain't about money, ain't about money)

Cut the convo hip, it ain't about money (ain't about money, ain't about money)

Cut the convo hip, it ain't about money (ain't about money, ain't about money)

(A-a-ami on the track, yeah)

If we ain't talkin' money, I won't talk

Keep it real sharp, we'll just skip the fake love

Look, that's just how it is, that ain't your fault

But maybe it is, though, when the meat's real close

I done had the knife in my own back

I know how it feel, to know it ain't real

That's how you feel, look, fall back

I ain't got no holla' for you

I had to come get this paper, too

Talk shit on track with my day one

Them boys don't do what they say they do

Them boys don't come how they say they come

I don't be worried about none of that

I know how real look I come from that

I get that bread and I let it stay

Money out here ain't no time to check

Cut the convo hip, it ain't about money (ain't about money, ain't about money)

Cut the convo hip, it ain't about money (ain't about money, ain't about money)

Cut the convo hip, it ain't about money (ain't about money, ain't about money)

Cut the convo hip, it ain't about money (ain't about money, ain't about money)

(A-a-ami on the track, yeah)