Money Call ft. Lost Angel & Juice The Mac Lyrics

It's a money call every time I blink nigga I got it swinging from the first to fifteen

VVS diamonds all this water like a sink In LA for a day I told her later we can link

Pour a four inside this sprite, and made it pink Poppin' Adderall twice a day to help me Think

Yeah this mob shit became a lifestyle Black sheep of the family was neglected as a child

Sold out arenas now I'm packing out the crowds All I ever wanted was to make T-Lady Proud

Man they gave my nigga life when he lost trial Cut some niggas out my circle they were Moving

File They say the good die young, Treat the trapping like a sport I has the best run

When you doing something right that when the hating come Count so much money lately Got my fingers

Numb Snow bunny bitches selling drugs and they tricking The trap got all the honey

Need more money that's the mission Boot it out my mind I get creative with this blicky

Keep her why slut her out and leave it dry, Make her cry I ain't got no time for this shit

Told you I'm dying for this shit Keep up make a play and re-up

Thick hoes ass and titties D-cups homicides, Mamas cries I don't care about nobody

Where were you it ain't no love Night and day I'm off these drugs

Every day a different slug Put a hole in a thug

One on one I spit this shit with ease I call it having fun

Hit the club chains on Drink till all my pain gone

Ride fast, hope the pigs don't crash behind this black truck

Fuck the label tell them at the table I'm unstable

Remember I ain't no cable wasn't able Bitches played you

Remember DCF nobody cared and niggas hate you Some shit I can't forgive and won't Forget until

I take you Niggas do you something one time and acting like they made you

Hell on earth and ain't nobody come and save you Niggas ducking dodging smoke

Probably mad I took his hoe In the hood ain't going broke

Them hunnids help a nigga cope Won't forget and don't forget i promise

I won't let it go Won't forgive and won't forget

I promise I won't let shit go Boom bam

Really made it out the vacuum seal Young trap nigga really ran up a mil

Niggas can't fuck with me Nigga that's how I feel

Nigga try to reach for this chain, Get popped like a pill

Big Forty-five on me Nigga we ain't boxing

Nigga I had the ball on these niggas I had no options

Why the fuck is you on the street if you don't make profit

Really put that shit on nigga Have you seen my closet

Hunnid pack on the road Nigga I'm road running

Nigga you ain't shot nothing Nigga you ain't busted

Niggas real hoes What I take from it

Groupie-ass niggas need to go ahead and pay homage