Lyrics:

[Intro:]
Mmmhmmm, alright
Chamillitary mayne
Mmmhmmm, the moneys calling me
Everybody knows how I feel about my bank
Some say Im heartless, but yall know I aint
Dont have no problems, as long as youre keeping it G
The moneys calling me
[Verse:]
Yeah, I could have went Hollywood, but I stayed trill and remained true
Still riding them big blades that I slide on when I skate through
Ever told me you hate haters, well guess what, that makes two
Cause nowadays he got paid, [?]
You girl want me to serve pipe, got patners on their third strike
And they going for they fourth, its like they know they wanna serve life
Got patners that [?] life and got patners that [?] for life
No longer beefing with Mike Jones, but I still murder mics
[Hook:]
City where you from, you made it from the slum
Now theyre acting like you over, youve gotta give em some
Park your Caddy in the sun
They didnt know you did it, but theyll always be some people getting mad about your digits
They boys that never did it, disrespecting what youve done
Got some ladies catching feelings, tryna be your number one
Got the world on your back, I know the pressure weigh a ton
But we keep on grindin on em, tell em money here I come
[Post-Hook]
I be like, lets go get it
Lets go get it
I drop it out [?] no acting timid
Im like, lets go get it
Lets go get it
I drop the top, then turn up the [?] so they can feel it
Im like, lets go get it
Lets go get it
Looking at my watch, time is money, so Im counting minutes
Got the world on your back, know the pressure weigh a ton
But we keep on running on em, tell em money here I come
[Verse 2:]
Cant sidetrack these lying cats
Tryna make me take a straight loss
He say he got them birdies, told em I dont even play golf
Completely different sport, they got me balling, practise paid off
Step back and hit that switch, its like, theres no blocking my J, dawg
Got diamonds in my [?] chain, celly going rang rang
Look down inside my dough make sure Ive got my Kirko Bang Bang
And I aint talking bout car bass
See how fast your heart race
And I keep it ghetto boy, but please dont end up with a scar-face
I twist in that little key, and then start my car up
Before noon, I flip mode, then registers at Starbucks
Dont talk much, I talk math, dont subtract, lets add
Gold Roley and [?], your accessories [?]
Go count ones, then check twice, just get it right, dont guess though
I hope the money aint short dawg, cause I never settle for less ho
A big salute to my congregation, we get dollars no [?]
Money pockets with money in them is always part of my dress code
[Hook:]
City where you from, you made it from the slum
Now theyre acting like you over, youve gotta give em some
Park your Caddy in the sun
They didnt know you did it, but theyll always be some people getting mad about your digits
They boys that never did it, disrespecting what youve done
Got some ladies catching feelings, tryna be your number one
Got the world on your back, I know the pressure weigh a ton
But we keep on grindin on em, tell em money here I come
[Post-Hook]
I be like, lets go get it, alright
Lets go get it (go), lets go get it, alright
Lets go get it (go), lets go get it, alright
Looking at my watch, time is money, so Im counting minutes
Got the world on your back, I know the pressure weigh a ton
But we keep on grindin on em, tell em money here I come
They aint hustling the same as me, alright
The moneys calling me
[Bridge:]
We aint worried bout a thing, cause we, alright
Grinding so hard they cant believe
They aint really who they claim to be, alright
All this moneys never changing me
Loyalty is everything to me, alright
And thats why, Im staying suckerfree
[Hook:]
City where you from, you made it from the slum
Now theyre acting like you over, youve gotta give em some
Park your Caddy in the sun
They didnt know you did it, but theyll always be some people getting mad about your digits
They boys that never did it, disrespecting what youve done
Got some ladies catching feelings, tryna be your number one
Got the world on your back, I know the pressure weigh a ton
But we keep on grindin on em, tell em money here I come
[Post-Hook]
I be like, lets go get it, alright
Lets go get it (go), lets go get it, alright
Lets go get it (go), lets go get it, alright
Looking at my watch, time is money, so Im counting minutes
Got the world on your back, I know the pressure weigh a ton
But we keep on grindin on em, tell em money here I come
They aint hustling the same as me, alright
The moneys calling me
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