Money Talk - T.I.

Hey ya know a lot of y'all out there man really running y'all mouth

Like ya just like to hear yourself talk ya know what I mean

Talk so much not knowing if the wagon make the more noise

Man haha get you some money man

Lotta ni**a talk ya don't Eva get paid

F**k ni**a hate broke b**ches throw the shade

Lotta ni**a talk ya don't Eva get paid

Still kickin' sh*t make a b**ch go crazy

Lotta ni**a talk ya don't Eva get paid

F**k ni**a hate broke b**ches throw the shade

Still kick the flake I'ma swear I'm gon' turn up

Came with a zip let the whole thing burn up

All I know get d**e gettin' paper

Taught me that in '85 Neva learned nothin' different

All I see is haters in my rear view

Millions in my windshield got a clear view

I trained myself go deaf for a broke ni**a

That way when you're talkin' I don't hear ya listen

Still poppin' give that sh*t to bobby

F**k that sh*t ya talkin' look at ya see ya ain't bout it

Look at ya see ya don't want it

Should hardly be an opponent

When ya sittin' next to tip it look inferior don't it

Give a damn if ya don't know

I've achieved everything ya could hope for

If being a real ni**a turned into a corporation

Look at me shawty I should be the logo

Please no photos as I stepped in that magic

Got four hoes in the two door Bentley what's happenin'

She with the acid then she come in with me

But if not I leave her she mean nothin' to me

I pull up hop out give the valet my keys

I run the city b**ch I'm parkin' for free

And who the ni**a right here talkin' to me

There gon' be problem if ya keep botherin' me man

I came in this b**ch to spend 20's and 50g

What ya tried to park here that ain't my Bentley

Ya can't listen to me now god as my witness

Keep on in yo earnings I take yo opinion

I swear ni**a

Lotta ni**a talk ya don't Eva get paid

F**k ni**a hate broke b**ches throw the shade

Lotta ni**a talk ya don't Eva get paid

Still kickin' sh*t make a b**ch go crazy

Lotta ni**a talk ya don't Eva get paid

F**k ni**a hate broke b**ches throw the shade

Focused on the money f**k sh*t forget about it

I bought a Lamborghini wrecked it give a sh*t about it

Get up out it call an uber go and get a new one

I gotta run a bag up it's extra for the blue one

Got 500 bags off in Chattanooga

Go and put it up and take a 100 motor gang here

Too rude gettin' money ni**a stay real

At all costs ni**a at all costs ni**a

Take a hit of this and run yo balls off

And ni**a ya ain't really beefin' if ya called off

Play a bit to the left call it southpaw

F**k around get yo mouth wired gotta w**d y'all

Betta stand down before I be a man

Drown guns up hands down that's exactly how I caught y'all

Okay one day I retire put me in the hall of fame

But ya lames don't forget what I done taught ya'll

I put the fear of god in ya oh ya ni**a hard is ya

I can see the broad in ya put yo cut

Then ya gotta make a move make a choice

Either go out like a b**ch or get yo a** kicked

God damn that'll be horrible so pipe down ni**a

Lotta ni**a talk ya don't Eva get paid

F**k ni**a hate broke b**ches throw the shade

Lotta ni**a talk ya don't Eva get paid

Still kickin' sh*t make a b**ch go crazy

Lotta ni**a talk ya don't Eva get paid

F**k ni**a hate broke b**ches throw the shade