Money Callin lyrics

by

Jay Critch


[Chorus]
Had to go make a move, I heard that money was calling
n*ggas got nothing to lose, they just hate 'cause they want it
I'm walking round in them Lubes, remember when I couldn't aford it
And I'm on it, I don't know 'bout you
But I know how to get to the green, man
But I know how these b*tches be scheming
But I know I gotta walk with that heat, man
'Cause we gotta leave you in the deep end
I had to grind to get what I got, I can't take a day off
I spent some time out there on the block, and they get paid off

[Verse 1]
Young n*gga, I had to stuff [?] ground, [?] take off
I had to grind to get what I got, so what do they hate for?
Young n*gga, I run off with your racks, like I'm Burny Madoff
I got a dime in the Maybach, she sucking her face off
He got [?] don't know how to act, then we knock his face off
n*ggas hating hard, get some money or something
Then I'm pulling cards, the f*ck is you [?]
Goiard with the hundreds [?]
Might doze off, sipping cups of the muddy
She so wrong, 'cause she get something from me
Take her clothes off, she do anything for me

[Chorus]
Had to go make a move, I heard that money was calling
n*ggas got nothing to lose, they just hate 'cause they want it
I'm walking round in them Lubes, remember when I couldn't aford it
And I'm on it, I don't know 'bout you
But I know how to get to the green, man
But I know how these b*tches be scheming
But I know I gotta walk with that heat, man
'Cause we gotta leave you in the deep end
I had to grind to get what I got, I can't take a day off
I spent some time out there on the block, and they get paid off
[Verse 2]
[?] for the weekend
Hit it once, now she want her a [?]
Playing round with that money, you tweeking
30's run in your spot when you sleeping
Sipping dirty, I know [?]
Know they see me, I just did the damn thing
[?] watching the campaine
In a new Rari [?]
[?] but I gotta run to it like relay
And I need it right now, what's the delay?
n*ggas flipping that money like Ebay
Why you switching? Just stay in your damn lane
You say you shoot for the stars [?]
Always [?] damn thing
Hate the player, man, don't hate the damn game

[Chorus]
Had to go make a move, I heard that money was calling
n*ggas got nothing to lose, they just hate 'cause they want it
I'm walking round in them Lubes, remember when I couldn't aford it
And I'm on it, I don't know 'bout you
But I know how to get to the green, man
But I know how these b*tches be scheming
But I know I gotta walk with that heat, man
'Cause we gotta leave you in the deep end
I had to grind to get what I got, I can't take a day off
I spent some time out there on the block, and they get paid off
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