young mozie - money calling lyrics
[intro]
i feel that money coming
i feel that money calling aye
i just want the money aye aye
i just want the money money (x3)
[chorus]
wake up and get to the money (yeah)
cause i want them fifties and hundreds (yeah)
chase it from monday to monday
im grinding hard i feel like kanye (yeah)
if you want it gotta work for it
grinding hard from the dirt for it
y’all n-ggas ain’t cut for it
young n-gga but i’m in a foreign
(x2)
[verse 1]
i’m balling i’m feeling like harden
i’m balling i’m feeling like kyrie
i’m eating on n-ggas no entree (no entree)
im eating on n-ggas regardless
straight out the dirt like a garden
i might pull up in a rarri (skrt skrt)
then slide out that b-tch in the audi
flexing on n-ggas i’m sorry
watch on my wrist and my neck full of gold
always been real i will never turn cold
true to my religion never selling my soul
all of my shooters they playing they roll
all of my n-ggas they taking control
playing games this is not a console
stay to myself so my stories untold
stay to myself so my stories untold
flexin’ on em man i do this on purpose
n-ggas they talk so i know that they’re lurking
chasing paper cause i know that it’s worth it
shawty bad might cop her a birkin (birkin bag baby)
stacking bread and that is for certain
get up n-gga and just put the work in
bought a coupe and it came with the curtain (paid off)
bought a coupe and it came with the curtain
[chorus]
wake up and get to the money (yeah)
cause i want them fifties and hundreds (yeah)
chase it from monday to monday
im grinding hard i feel like kanye (yeah)
if you want it gotta work for it
grinding hard from the dirt for it
y’all n-ggas ain’t cut for it
young n-gga but i’m in a foreign
(x2)
[verse 2]
im on my way to the paper (to the money)
i can’t worry about a hater
headed to the top elevator, (going up)
lil n-gga but i’m in a foreign
if it ain’t foreign then that s-it boring
chasing paper from the early morning
if you slept than you better keep snoring
aye aye
i gotta teach them a lesson
i thank the lord that he bless me
do the dash they can’t catch me
all this money sh-t attracts me
she said i’m handsome so s-xy
if you ain’t talking no money homie
then you can’t even text me
aye aye
flexing on em i feel like the hulk
i do the dash now i’m feeling like bolt
i’m mixing oj and sipping no pulp
i’m swinging on you n-ggas no golf
mac on me no dell
breaking ankles odell
young n-gga i’m painting pictures
so now i have a story to tell
[chorus]
wake up and get to the money (yeah)
cause i want them fifties and hundreds (yeah)
chase it from monday to monday
im grinding hard i feel like kanye (yeah)
if you want it gotta work for it
grinding hard from the dirt for it
y’all n-ggas ain’t cut for it
young n-gga but i’m in a foreign
(x2)
[outro]
but in i’m in a foreign! (x3)
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