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heart is melting
A sky full of lighters
The night is starry
My money talk to me, schizo
Cut off my ears when you talkin', Van Gogh
No time for audibles,

and it made my money talk
All I do is think bout racks all I do is think bout guaps
I be countin up these stacks finna make my money talk

I got the racks,

You only talk about money
You only talk about fame
You always talk about fashion
And all around you act the same

If that's all that you do
You won't

It's been a
Long time since I'm seeing you smile
What's changed
Let's talk
Know it's been a while
Okay my fault I ain't been around
But let's pick

Not talking bout racks I don't want talk no more
A hook by Young I'Sa a 10 fasho
I was dripping I had the Givenchy coat
It came with the title we

I know this feeling I got
I'm feeling like it’s a feeling they forgot
A feeling handed to by god
A feeling, I'm feeling deep within my gut

shooting like 23
I see it in front of me
They throwing shade, but I'm under the money trees
These rappers they babbling
Talk less, all they music I'm

talk about my matter
Say the boy don blow
Say boy don collect
God I know say this life na turn by turn
But when he go reach my turn
I want collect

Better shoot ya shot if I don't drop
Then you got it by spin the block
Your whole hood gettin' got
Talk ain't enough
Whoop his ass
If they won't smoke,

block, he wuss
Swear my girlfriend Jesus Christ, by the way she be stuck on my wood
Flip them page like a Bible
Way I spend my money, wood
I be prayin'

a time we living in

WW3 underway
Im just privileged

Yada yada
Money talk
Blah blah blah blah
Money talk
Goo goo ga ga
Baby when money lost
cin't nobody

to me
You'd rather be with friendly faces, talk humble beginners
Straight to the top we in the game, pacing
Money on my mind I gotta be patient
Never show

Freaky Tales

Too Short

Hip Hop Classics, Vol. 1

1996

by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in

Large Amounts

Ludacris

The Red Light District [Clean]

2004

screaming on these records that I'm rich
Calling people from my number now I block it 
Cause there's nothing worse then getting haunted by a stalkin' ass

Freaky Tales

Too Short

Born to Mack

1989

by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in

The Money's on the way
The dope's on the way
The bricks's on the way
Go crazy bout this cake
The Money's on the way
The dope's on the way

The paper so fast, got to chase that
I just been running to money
Bitch I been getting to the bag
I just been running to money
Making these fuck niggas mad
I

bruise 'em
Cause we got that G-music that you play when your cruisin', huh
And I don't talk much bet your ass I do alot
Got the hood jumpin' from

beg
It will take effort to get me
We can put it in a bet
Oh let's put it in a bet
I say I'll be living off publishing songs
And I put money on it
Bae

Money

They talk a lot of shit, I think they breath stink (yah yah)
My girl a 10 'cause ugly hoes depress me
Presidential watch I belong in the west

Halleluway, Halleluway,
Making that money,
TCO,
Your boy Steel,
Halleluway, halleluway,
Verse 1
Well you know by now I'm a baller, makin' that money, getting'

delay over here)
Ain't no delay, we buildin' empires
Boy, we ain't got time for that shit (big bags, nigga)
Run my motherfuckin' money
Talk, talk

In this country you gotta make the money first
Then when you get the money you get the power
Then when you get the power then you get the women
Brrr

stumble fumble
Got me spendin' money and she know she lucky
I don't do this shit just for anybody
My flow sicker than everybody's
Nigga I ain't got no