I'm just tryna get my paper up
Fuck anybody tryna take it from me
Checkin bag after bag but it ain't enough
Money talks and you ain't saying much


Money talks I let the money talk
Money talks I let the money talk
I let the money talk
Man I'm just tryna get my paper up


And everybody wanna take it from me
Hold up a minute n***a
You ain't help me make this money
My n***as hungry


And we all got achy tummys
I can taste the money
You know the deal
Seal em up well keep in touch


He gave 50 I told him give mе a month
Paid him off and then I paid for lunch
You say you wanna ball
I can teach you how to punt

My n***a I been rackin
My n***as savage
Somе of bitches classy
Some of bitches ratchet


Long as she bad and bout a bag
That's all that matters
Eyes open mouth closed
We ain't with the chatter


I'm just tryna get my paper up
Fuck anybody tryna take it from me
Checkin bag after bag but it ain't enough
Money talks and you ain't saying much


Money talks I let the money talk
Money talks I let the money talk
I let the money talk
Actions speak louder than words


My money talk louder than yours
I'm up early out worming the birds
Determined to earn
Putting in work while they working my nerves

I love the money
I love the money so much
You talking money
My n***a lets run it up


10s, 20s, 50s and up
I'll cut you a deal for 10
If you picking em up
I just want a benz and a big ass truck


I love my bitches with a big ass butt
Pay what you owe
Or get yo bitch ass stomped
Ion care if its five dollars n***a it adds up


Man I'm just tryna get my paper up
Fuck anybody tryna take it from me
Checkin bag after bag but it ain't enough
Money talks and you ain't saying much


Money talks I let the money talk
Money talks I let the money talk
I let the money talk
Im anti social I let my money do the talking

I still got demons in my head devil with me walking
Got it on my own I ain't for nothing I save the day
I tote the glauc we shot them K‘s where it ain't safe
Honestly shoot at the opps we put them underneath


Kill or be kill you gotta be on yo Ps
Every night got on my knees
Asking God please, asking God please
Posted on the block I was just to young to beef


12 years old I was just to young to see
Mad max that ain't the man you wanna be
That ain't the man you wanna be
So many bodies up my sleeve


At night I still can’t sleep
Man I'm just tryna get my paper up
Fuck anybody tryna take it from me
Checkin bag after bag but it ain't enough


Money talks and you ain't saying much
Money talks I let the money talk
Money talks I let the money talk
I let the money talk