Money Conversations (Acappella)

How you gon' tell me that it's real when it's fake?
Don't you tell me what it is if it ain't, n****s
Ugh, 'cause I been in and out the bank
Nowadays, I don't even wanna talk if it ain't money conversations
'Cause I been countin' up, don't ask me how I been
Makin' plays like I'm Jason, but I don't kid
I could never tell you what I did
'Cause it is what it is if it is what it is and it is

With the fingers, yeah (Woo), I never was the type
Back then, all a n****s knew was swipe
Little n****s, like a fox with the swipers
Gotta stay away, stay away from the mice, yeah
Flyest in the room, that's a fact
Keep a stick like a witch, but it's not a damn broom, huh?
I know everybody's not a goon
All she needed was some hookah and some 1942, huh?
I swear, 'cause I never was the type (Yeah)
If it's in the dark, I'm never turnin' on the light, uh

Rest in peace, you, ain't even wanna lose
Yeah, word to motherf*****, if I see his killer, I'ma boom him
I'm goin' in with my gang, yeah, my bros
We go way in like Shawn, Marlon, and Damon (Yeah)
Montana and I hold like I came in (Yeah)
Talk lingo, not a dirty conversation
It's different nowadays, I'm not a gangster, I changed
V12, yeah, and that hoe like a slave
Word to mother, n****s better not play with him, he dangerous (Yeah)
Word to Beasty, believe me, he anxious

Look, lately, I been hearin' all these motherfuckin' rumors
N****s out here steady switchin' sides, it's confusin'
Laces hangin' off the floor, I never tie my shoes
Every day, I'm puttin' on a different outfit with a new
Which one should I wear with these, the nine or the Ruger?
Bubba told me n****s gon' be jealous when you're too lit
That's why every single club, I had to sneak the tool in (Woo)
Always hang around a bunch of fuckin' criminals
They don't wanna see me win, they wanna see me lose
Couldn't even fit 'em, used to wear my brother's shoes, damn

She forgot how to walk, she ran through the crew, yeah
I already know her name, don't gotta introduce her

How you gon' tell me that it's real when it's fake?
Don't you tell me what it is if it ain't, n****s
Ugh, cause I been in and out the bank
Nowadays, I don't even wanna talk if it ain't money conversations
I been countin' up, don't ask me how I been
Sendin' plays in like I'm Jason, but I never kid
I could never tell you what I did
If we slid, then we slid

God forbid, hide the kids
Huh? It's just another pill ('Nother pill)
I been goin' through it, I been goin' through these phases (Phases)
Huh? They ain't never real (Never real)
N****s, if it's really litty, just send me your location
But you ain't really real right (Real right)
Huh? n****s ain't in the field, right?
Huh? If you see that n****s in real life, n****s, boom him
Flyest in the room, that's a fact, ain't no assumin'
Higher than a bitch, I be walkin' on the moon, yeah

You don't want no smoke, don't get popped, shake the room up
You know all my lil' n****s pulled up with the Ruger
Too much VVSs, catch the flu, catch pneumonia
I ain't never got my chain snatched, stop the rumors
Everywhere I go, my hoodie up like I'm
Flyest in the room, that's a fact, ain't no assumin'

How you gon' tell me that it's real when it's fake?
Don't you tell me what it is if it ain't, n****s
Ugh, 'cause I been in and out the bank
Nowadays, I don't even wanna talk if it ain't money conversations



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Writer(s): Dean Maola, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur
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