Money Callin'

I can hear that money callin I can hear that money callin I'm running to it
I ain't stalling with that work i never had a problem
I like my syrup on the rocks (yea) I smoke a poun like a Rasta
If you ain't tryna get no money imma have to cut you off the roster

I got a easy bag I run through dem bands like a E-Z Tag she got a thang for a nigga
I dive in dat water no season pass. I'm bout my bidness LIL Nigga I run dem bands up
And I lead the clan I got my hand on the trigga I'll rob me a nigga he slippin he needed dat
Pushin dem packs out da nawf and I'm blowin exhaust I'm smokin on peter pan all of my niggas
They bosses if can't relate then you cannot see the plan I get dat bagg on tha regular
I'm makin plays off a cellular. I met that hoe she wasregular, I put dat Bitch on a pedastal
I put hoe on ha feet (yea) I went and found me a plug distributes drugs let my niggas eat (yea)
I broke my wrist in dat pot (yea) I'm from the streets and you not (No)
I ran it up like a marathon I'm surrounded by real ones like Ferrakhan if them people come see me
I keep it quiet see me in public just keep it quiet got suppressors on front just to keep em quiet
I been out here thuggin since juvenile

I can hear that money callin I can hear that money callin
I'm running to it I ain't stalling with that work i never had a problem
I like my syrup on the rocks (yea) I smoke a poun like a Rasta
If you ain't tryna get no money imma have to cut you off the roster

Wassup momma nice to meet ya Michael Jackson tryna beat ya
I told these niggas it's my season I'm goin up on a feature imma go get me sum money
Imma go get me a sack imma run up all dese commas imma go get me a bagg
A lot of people yea they doubted me a lot of people yea they outed me these bitches
They wanna get down me, kiss on my ring call me magesty everybody wanna be a boss
Nobody wanna be a worker all dese niggas really gettin mad cuz they know a nigga out to hurt em
Niggas I started from tha bottom niggas know I started from the back nigga use to ask for a dollar
Now I'm playin round witt a sack I just wanna make my momma happy ion
Wanna be a disappointment but I'm ridin round witt dat ratchet date you niggas try to take sumn
Remember I use to have to take sumn now I got a lot of shake money
A lot of people didn't believe in me thought that shit would take my faith from me
But imma keep runnin a sack up imma keep fuckin dese racks up imma keep makin em jealous
Cuz I kno that they don't like us

I can hear that money callin I can hear that money callin I'm running to it
I ain't stalling with that work i never had a problem. I like my syrup on the rocks (yea)
I smoke a poun like a Rasta. If you ain't tryna get no money imma have to cut you off the roster



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Writer(s): Keon Hill
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