Money Callin' Lyrics

(Wav Factory)

(Haha, Ixso made that shit)

Whoa, Whoa, whoa

Da biggest wave

Parkway Jai

(Parkway don't you stop this beat)

Even the blind can see that I'm finally fuck up the game

Before it's all over I'm a be global they gone remember my name

That boy better lay low he gone get a halo he want to come play with the gang

I always imagined living this life I'm proud of what I became

Money calling, bitches stalking, niggas talking

I'm always saucing, fresh to death I do that often

This shit like pottery, selling bows to make a profit

They think about robbing me, set em up to triple cross em

And I be flossing

And I don't really care about what it's costing

I'm a real Sack Racer I put on for my team

Believe I'm bout my green like I'm from Boston

Me and them niggas ain't nothing alike I'm elevating I can show you the difference

Had to ask God for forgiveness for all of my sinning I beat that depression I did it

I found that motion it took me a minute but now I can run up my racks no limit

Come to this music I'm really committed I know I'm a star so I got to admit it

I'm unlocking my potential

Now we jumping out a sprinter

I got richer they got madder

No that's not coincidental

Had to cut her out my life

Just to focus on my mental

In the A with the vibes getting brain in a rental

It ain't my fault that she been choosing why you hating on me

And I be dealing with so much I can't even say I won't leave

I stay aware when I be cruising got to dodge the police

I'm 23 finessing veteran bitch I'm an OG

Even the blind can see that I'm finally fuck up the game

Before it's all over I'ma be global they gone remember my name

That boy better lay low he gone get a halo he want to come play with the gang

I always imagined living this life I'm proud of what I became

Money calling, bitches stalking, niggas talking

I'm always saucing, fresh to death I do that often

This shit like pottery, selling bows to make a profit

They think bout robbing me, set em up to triple cross em

Set em up to triple cross em (whoa whoa whoa)

This shit like pottery, selling bows to make a profit

Money calling, bitches stalking, niggas talking

Money calling, bitches stalking, niggas talking