REBIRTH OF MATA. - RASQUIAT'D N SQRU'D

Money counter go brrrattt
My hands go sllllllatt
This the money verse
This is the money song
Rebirth of motherfucking Mata
Agh

I just wanna sleep in my car
Make this money on the road
I ain't tryna go home no more, nah
Niggas tryna take this shit to court
Tryna ho out ya boy
I can't leave this shit alone no more, nah
Tryna see my baby Mata proud
See Ta'Kera crack a smile
Been a while, I can't lie no more, nah
Sounding different, cause I'm me again
Now that the rain is gone, bitch I can see again

I'm shooting all my shots
And if I miss, then it ain't meant
Ain't no such thing as wrong time
It's just the wrong person, that's it
Uh
I'm cursing with my fits
Excuse my french, but I spit in script
That mean I'm cursive with my lips
I tie my tongue like cherry stems
But I don't stutter, I keep it P
I ride this beat like it's symphony
She ride this D like she sent for me
Then ride my face, have me suffocating
Gyal, I marry yuh now, me haffi nuff a dating
If it ain't about growth, why we conversating
Tryna birth something new, like I'm ovulating

Knock on wood, if you want something good to keep true
Write with wood, if you want something good to come through
Ride my wood, if you want something good to leak you
Suck my wood, if you want something good to eat boo

Bitch
This ain't blue, this indigo, my nigga
Keeper of direction, I'mma stone, nigga
Sharpinin' the marrow of my bones witchya
No tweakin' underwater, fire breathe it
Got my new baby, she a pyromaniac
Kept a flame where the shadows made me at (Shadows)
We spray gin on our bodies, efun on our heads
You can't ruin our party with two arms, two legs
Green lights light the garden
No pause in the stem
Ain't no pause in my step
Said I step in the wealth of my ancestor's help
Speak with ancestral breath
Ha
Ha

Bone to bone
It's in my teeth
I can change it all around me
Like the seasons you'll remember when you feel me in all directions

I want my emotions all in cash, aye
All in cash

Knock on wood, if you want something good to keep true
Write with wood, if you want something good to come through
Ride my wood, if you want something good to leak you
Suck my wood, if you want something good to eat boo

I can lay here forever
Pass the joint before sweater
The heat not transferred from weather
I left the cold in the meadows
Incase they set me on fire
I was baptised by sinners
I can't depend on no options
I'll let you loose when I'm finish
Don't runaway from me, I know it's tempting
My lights are dimming, but I know there's power in my shifting
In the last quarter hour is the blueprint of my vision
In the pallet of your attention is the currency of my vengeance, aye

Bone to bone
It's in my teeth
I can change it all around me
Like the seasons you'll remember when you feel me in all directions

I want my emotions all in cash, aye
I want my emotions all in cash
All in cash