Money Still The Reason lyrics

by

Larry June



[Intro]
Ayy, these hoes gon' do what they wanna do mayne
Get some money, n*gga
Man
And b*tch, don't be claimin' me (Ayy, Sledgren, bring them sounds up one time)
Straight up (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 1]
5 a.m. writin' down my goals, I got bigger plans
Pray for better days, but I had to go and make it happen
Stay up on your game, think bigger, n*gga, you can have it
We can sip this juice and get some money, but I can't do the marriage
What's happenin', though? Plain Jane watch, kept it casual
Mashin' on, G-O-D, I need a classy ho
Shrimp fried rice, homemade, by the Ruger though
You probably never see me on the scene, my life a movie though
Pulled out the Vette, met baby at The Container Store
Bought a bookcase and something to hold this paperwork
I had a little issue with my Nash, I brought it to Mo
Slid across the bridge real quick, now I'm in the O

[Interlude]
Money be the reason
Man, money be the reason, yeah

[Verse 2]
When I had that spot in Jack London, I was four-deep
Low-key, but if you knew me, you knew I was eatin'
Monterey with my bottom b*tch, quick conversation
Make sure you stay on your toes, I got a flight to Asia
Back when I'm at it, the six, I really took them trips
Sacrificed years in the game, but it got me rich
Life's a trip, gotta keep going, it's a lot to get
Came a long way, now my face on designer kicks
You spendin' too much time with these hoes, n*gga, get some chicken
These b*tches gon' do what they do, n*gga, keep it pimpin'
We only live one life, so I keep at least four
"June is you gon' ever settle down?" I don't know
b*tch, you hella sexy, though, love it when we sexual
We get intellectual (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lookin' at your pretty face, make me wanna lock it in
But then I think again, man
[Outro]
Check it out, money be the reason
Ayy, shout out my n*gga Coupe, too
And my n*gga AG
Money be the reason, man, numbers
Swang, swang, swang, swang (Man, and b*tch, don't just keep lookin')
Dip, dip, dip, dip (What's happenin'?)
Swang, swang, swang, swang (Damn)
Dip, dip, dip, dip (Man, b*tch, you gotta quit playin' with me)
Numbers, n*gga
Good job, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, Sledgren, bring them sounds up one time
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