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Money Conversations lyrics

Performers Neurotoxic ApocalypseYsthree

Money Conversations song lyrics by Neurotoxic Apocalypse official

Money Conversations is a song in English

Yeah, yeah
If I'm pulling up
Then I'm causing a scene
Thought I was dead
Now I'm back like a ghost
You scared of your demons
I'm dancing with mine
I'm looking for compensation money talk
Straight from the block
We were dodging the cops
I told my dealer we gon thug it out
My dealer be pushing the product
Demolition we puttin' it down
Pussy nigga he think that he tough
He ain't real I'm calling it bluff
Take a shot and I know you gon' miss
Man I'm Kobe I'm flexing my wrist
I'm looking for nothing but peace
But niggas don't wanna be friendly
So I'm coming for all of you niggas
Run it back for all of my niggas
Hop on this bitch and I feel like a God
Straight from the hood so we keeping it real
Don't fuck around with a nigga like me
I'm puffing on gas and sipping on lean
Dosing away for a couple of minutes
Fucking with me
Then you fuck with the realest
I ain't got time to talk to you niggas
I get it my nigga I'm different breed
Why you niggas gotta hate on a G
Laid back with my dawgs in the field
32 and I'm back on my bull
Getting that bacon no time to be playing
Don't come around if you talk to the pigs
I put a hit on a nigga with words
I might be addicted
To getting this money
They fucking around
So I'm packing that nine
Step outta line I been on my grind
Made a decision
To keep it one hunnid
I gotta find me direction
Look at the road that I'm taking
Outta the way I'm pacing
Look at the life we chasing
I get high you know I be blazing
For the fame I'm never gon change
Flipping the script different page

Prior to this I was chilling
And making a beat
And a nigga just popped
And he wanted defeat
He was good and I told
Him to take him a seat
While I open fruity
And I gave him a beat
And he dropped me this heat
I won't lie man he lit
By his standards he killed
But a nigga don't quit
I'm the tightest in this
He be thuggish with this
Hol' up, my level growing like Adidas
Tell all my niggas to pull up
MREG on the set getting sold out
Setting the room
With a P you gon sell out
Money Conversations
Doing no cash out
Hang up the phone
If you ain't with the guap
Say it to me and we call it a wrap
Came for your head
I'm not needing your PrEP
Y'all thinking a nigga gon ride
To your trap, don't need me a strap
I ain't the type to be telling the lies
I keep it one hunnid I stay on my grind
Why should they stream? This ain't a CD
I got Ysthree, and nigga is real
Troubleshooting when I aim for the head
Call on Duty then I'm leaving you dead
Got a nigga writing down all I'm saying
I'm causing a scene
When a journalist cap
It's opposite way to the rain
And the darker the rail
Blood is spoiling and spilling
It's leaving your trail
For your niggas to follow
Provided they fail
But some of you niggas
Be capping on tales
Taken a lot
But you've taken no sales
Saying I'm fake
But you shedding your skin
And you fish niggas be removing
Your scales then saying you real
Nigga you for real?
I've taken all my Ls left
Taken me a few steps
Ticking in the checklist giving
Me a lot I'm never gon stop
See me at the top don't bother
Being an opp I treat em
Like fans I'm never gon drop
Using my pen game, stealing
My flow game making it
Your own but I'm never gon flop
I'm already here and I'm finna stay
I'm finna stay like a globe at the top
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