Thomas Tang - Money Talk Lyrics

(Thank God I learned that money talk)

She said "dont force that shit"
"Man look ima force" what I told that bitch
Told her like dawg excuse my french
Ion take no offense
Don't abuse my fence, tho

Put a hole in my chest
Like I smoke too much
And abuse my rest
Snooze too much
I abuse my steps
Use to do to much
When I knew much less

Use to have too much stress
Tryna talk with my blood
Causing too much mess
Fuck it Im good, if I talk more less its because I should try to do more press
I
Don't wanna waste my time, tryna make shit rhyme, if I can't get checks
Is you outta yo mind aint allowing no finesse
If I cant get mine then you know aint nothing next

Appreciate fresh air
Pressure myself about the cake
No candles im blowing out pressure
Feel a little Fresher by the day
Fill Banks im letting out Bel Air
Ok I still dream bout the cake
No cap everyday is the 12th yeah
No cap everyday is the 12th yeah

Tell her light candles by the lake
Told her "baby fuck yo problems
Put that nigga in his place
And snatch his feelings up outta his pockets
You told me that nigga was broke
Bust out try to tell you to stop it
Shorty I aint tryna make no jokes
But yo prolly see a smirk when i cop it"

But you know you gotta pay to play
Prolly gotta pay to stay
Its a lot of love to gain
But its a lot of pain at stake
You Told me that it aint a race
But you know a nigga hate to wait
Money Talk like its safe to say
Money Talk like its...

Money Talk like its ok
Let me get away like OJ
Let me wet it up like... Uhh
Let me speed it up like OJ
Green Light Green Light O, hol up
Let speed it up Like OJ
Green Light Green Light O (hol up)
Green Light Green Light OJ

I aint into selling dreams to no hoes
I dont really want a thing from these hoes
I was Prince I use to sing to these hoes
Now Im King, these bitches sing for me out they clothes

Outter space you coming hard out yo zone
Got a new one for you let you call it your own
Houston for you, I go Hard-den a skull
Got a problem, Texas jus dont call on this phone

Im a shotta when it come to yo soul
Ima Rocket launcher give a fuck bout a war
Die about you like I said it before
Im gone die about you like I said it before

High for reasons like I seen this before
Leap to Mercury I seen that Venus was bored
One more leap and all my demons absorbed
I got matrices, I'm One of Neo for sure

Son of God but I aint Jesus for sure
Just a underdog cause I was seething for more
Heard about you
And the word around you
Is you hurt and down and you be scheming for sure

Hurt and down, you must be grieving for sure
Cause a certain clown was tryna leave you for sure
Running back around, jus come with me you insured
Any Given Sunday Willie Beamen allure

(Yeah umm umm uhmm uhmm
Uhmm Uhmm, Yeah)
Lack of trust, I suit you
In the back of us, is our future

Money Talk like its ok
Let me get away like OJ
Let me wet it up like, Uhhm umm
Let me speed it up like OJ
Green Light Green Light O, hol up
Let speed it up Like OJ
Green Light Green Light Ok
Green Light Green Light OJ

But you know you gotta pay to play
Prolly gotta pay to stay
Its a lot of love to gain
But its a lot of pain at stake
You Told me that it aint a race
But you know a nigga hate to wait
Money Talk like its safe to say
Money Talk like its...uhhh

Money Talk like its ok
Let me get away like OJ
Let me beat it up like... Uhh
Let me speed it up like OJ
Green Light Green Light, No wait
Let speed it up Like OJ
Green Light Green Light Ok
Green Light Green Light OK

It's okay
It's okay
Tell you its okay
It's okay, yeah

Let me tell it's okay, uhm
It's okay, uhm
Let me tell you it's okay uhm
It's okay, Money Talk