
Money Talk Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
On my own I made a way
ain't no telling where I'm going but I'm sure It's to that pape
Its some niggas in my circle touch some Bread they turning fake
I was down to drip or drown was surrounded By them lakes
They said grass is always greener
If that grass ain't filled with snakes
Smoking dope man I love my medication
Man I love that money talk that's my favorite conversation
40 pointers in my bag I up them racks no Hesitation
On my way straight to the top ain't shit I can't do
I got mature from all this struggle that's what pain do
Young man
Plug just dropped the pack it finally came through
She just wanna be a hoe no I can't save you
Been throwin hot shit at these niggas like I'm babe Ruth
Niggas flexing 100s on the gram like bro that ain't you
Nigga slimed his homie for a bitch that shit ain't cool
Swear these niggas outta line like a fake tooth
I got niggas that gone blow when I say shoot
I got bitches that gone do what i say to
I canceled plans with that lil bitch she said " I hate you"
I'm down to fuck but I can't take you on no date too
That money come in pouring wok up by the liter
Don't get confused I want a bitch but I don't need her
It be crazy it be sick how yo main bitch turn to a eater
I ain't putting shit on ice I put my heart straight in the freezer
You ain't knowing how it feel was by myself was all alone
Only conversate with Siri want nobody on my phone
I'll keep stacking up this money till the day I'm finally gone
Money talking let me show you
How I did it on my own
bitch
On my own I made a way
ain't no telling where I'm going but I'm sure it's to that pape
It's some niggas in my circle touch some bread they turning fake
I was down to drip or drown was surrounded by them lakes
They said grass is always greener
If that grass ain't filled with snakes
Smoking dope man I love my medication
Man I love that money talk that's my favorite conversation
40 pointers in my bag I up them racks no hesitation
On my own I made a way
ain't no telling where I'm going but I'm sure it's to that pape
It's some niggas in my circle touch some bread they turning fake
I was down to drip or drown was surrounded by them lakes