Buda & Grandz - Money lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm from the border I was born to go get it Soon as I got locked up, I came home and got that (money) From the trap spot to Saks Fifth Mac clip will make these n***as back flip All over that (money) If it ain't paper It ain't no conversation No time for waiting, what's the combination? I need that (money) Paranoia will make your heart stop I hit your b**h right after a bark shot She asked me for some (money) I used to bag reggie up on the regular Way before cellular, pay phone making calls for that "money" Givenchy jackets, but the sneakers Fendi The east is in me For weed and Remy, my youngin'(s) need that "money" The block open cause they don't stop smoking We need I.D. if we do not know 'em They know I get "money" Harlem made me, that's all I ever saw I can tell just how you talkin', that you ain't ever saw (I got that money) Fresh out the bank, smellin' like Tom Ford Colorful diamonds reminding of the (?) (?) My momma work for that, they hit the pole and twerk for that Excuses for a Birkin bag, she take him for (money) Making Manhattan, that's where we used to fashion F.D.R. swervin' Was servin' a copper coupe' and crashin' "money" All I ever wanted to get, now the presidential lookin' like 1996 Old "money" Them blue faces got me too racist, only thinking Benjamins' 50 n***as getting in, we got "money" Tried to be humble, but the paper got me Mami screamin' "Hey Papi" like Hova gettin' Roc-A- Fella (money) Prince of the city I'm feeling like Biggie When Diddy first gave him that Bad Boy (money) 100 Hummers like Manny and Baby Since a Juvie, I knew I was Hot Boyz Shout out to Cash (Money) [Chorus] The reason these b**hes dancin' Reason these n***as gamblin' Reason these n***as scramblin' (money) Tell me what you think we grind for Trying to give our mom more, just trying to get our shine on Or make the little homies run up on you You gettin' paper, I just pray you keep a gun up on you The reason my n***as trap The reason my n***as clap The reason my n***as rap for that (echoes 5x) (money) [Verse 2] Making fiends break dance, used to having to shake hands That's how we used play grams Hand-to-hand for that (money) As-salam alaykum, don't be round no bacon I kindly waited, now every promoter givin' me that (money) I did the (?) And went and got brick Lobster's, scallops and crabs from Alaska Where they got (?) that (money) Give you power like the loaded weapon I'm never stoppin, they hatin' cause they got no progression Had me trying go the NBA route (?) lighthouse for takeout, that's short (money) Every night I gotta curve your wife They tellin' me I'm the Future, and I don't do the dirty Sprite (I got the money) A couple years ago, I went the scammer route Hammers out, in front your grandma house n***a where my (money) That extra talkin', lead to extra coffins The definition of extortion, somebody taking (money) Im in a drop, AC on blast Feelin' like Pac when Suge gave him that d**h Row (money) I'm feeling like Jeezy when Trap or Die dropped Free Big Meech, that n***a got the (money) [Chorus] The reason these b**hes dancin' Reason these n***as gamblin' Reason these n***as scramblin' (money) Tell me what you think we grind for Trying to give our mom more, just trying to get our shine on Or make the little homies run up on you You gettin' paper, I just pray you keep a gun up on you The reason my n***as trap The reason my n***as clap The reason my n***as rap for that (echoes 5x) (money)