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Kuddy Moneybag - Money Matters (feat. Lil Charlie & Cutty Cash) Lyrics



Kuddy Moneybag - Money Matters (feat. Lil Charlie & Cutty Cash) Lyrics




Never call the plug talk wit em face to face
Work came in wet man ats oil base snorters
Hit an they say but they can't feel they face
Dropped it off in da rex an it turned to paste
Still getting to the money at a fast rate kuddy
Really getting to it moving fast pace cus im
Thumbing threw a check running fast breaks
Came up thugging in da trap off of middle plays
Fail in love wit dat paper at a early age first banging
That i got was a thirty eight in da streets all night
Purging wit some jays ez niggaz working all night
For a pair of Jayz

Money matters when the send anigga up the road
Hold it down for my round he aint never fold
Know some niggaz sneek dissing gott let it go
In da trap on da stove cooking up some blow
Money matters when the send anigga up the road
Hold it down for my round he aint never fold
Know some niggaz sneek dissing gott let it go
In da trap on da stove cooking up some blow

Steph curry with da rest when i cook the blow they
Sneek dissing i said f*ck em an let it go i stack my money
They got mad i left em broke i hold em down never snitch
An never fold all i know all i no is get the money so f*ck em
Im grinder a hustle they balling on budget they try me yeah
Ima buss em that's the end of decision aint no lacking when
Im getting to da money my niggaz hold me down like they post to
You only get the money with the niggaz who you close to forever
Chain gang with my nigga who got curfew don't talk at blow shit
If my niggaz dont approach you

Money matters when the send anigga up the road
Hold it down for my round he aint never fold
Know some niggaz sneek dissing gott let it go
In da trap on da stove cooking up some blow
Money matters when the send anigga up the road
Hold it down for my round he aint never fold
Know some niggaz sneek dissing gott let it go
In da trap on da stove cooking up some blow

Plug got it fa da low brown an da snow gotta a pay for the lean
Six hunt for a foe we be waiting on the mail like nigga get da doe
Keep ya grind on da low can't let nobody no one slip a have the
Alpha bet boyz at cha doe ride by myself handle business like a pro
If you mix it right i promise they a never no an younaint taking
Shit from me i been trained to go all my partna's in the ground pen
Or parole gotta keep da hitter on me cus this world is cold run off
With a pack im in ya peep hole coming back to get my shit just
Like the repo

Money matters when the send anigga up the road
Hold it down for my round he aint never fold
Know some niggaz sneek dissing gott let it go
In da trap on da stove cooking up some blow
Money matters when the send anigga up the road
Hold it down for my round he aint never fold
Know some niggaz sneek dissing gott let it go
In da trap on da stove cooking up some blow

Money matters when they send anigga up the road
Hold it down fa my round he aint never fold
No some niggaz sneek dissing gotta let it go
In da trap on stove cooking up some blow
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Never call the plug talk wit em face to face
Work came in wet man ats oil base snorters
Hit an they say but they can't feel they face
Dropped it off in da rex an it turned to paste
Still getting to the money at a fast rate kuddy
Really getting to it moving fast pace cus im
Thumbing threw a check running fast breaks
Came up thugging in da trap off of middle plays
Fail in love wit dat paper at a early age first banging
That i got was a thirty eight in da streets all night
Purging wit some jays ez niggaz working all night
For a pair of Jayz

Money matters when the send anigga up the road
Hold it down for my round he aint never fold
Know some niggaz sneek dissing gott let it go
In da trap on da stove cooking up some blow
Money matters when the send anigga up the road
Hold it down for my round he aint never fold
Know some niggaz sneek dissing gott let it go
In da trap on da stove cooking up some blow

Steph curry with da rest when i cook the blow they
Sneek dissing i said f*ck em an let it go i stack my money
They got mad i left em broke i hold em down never snitch
An never fold all i know all i no is get the money so f*ck em
Im grinder a hustle they balling on budget they try me yeah
Ima buss em that's the end of decision aint no lacking when
Im getting to da money my niggaz hold me down like they post to
You only get the money with the niggaz who you close to forever
Chain gang with my nigga who got curfew don't talk at blow shit
If my niggaz dont approach you

Money matters when the send anigga up the road
Hold it down for my round he aint never fold
Know some niggaz sneek dissing gott let it go
In da trap on da stove cooking up some blow
Money matters when the send anigga up the road
Hold it down for my round he aint never fold
Know some niggaz sneek dissing gott let it go
In da trap on da stove cooking up some blow

Plug got it fa da low brown an da snow gotta a pay for the lean
Six hunt for a foe we be waiting on the mail like nigga get da doe
Keep ya grind on da low can't let nobody no one slip a have the
Alpha bet boyz at cha doe ride by myself handle business like a pro
If you mix it right i promise they a never no an younaint taking
Shit from me i been trained to go all my partna's in the ground pen
Or parole gotta keep da hitter on me cus this world is cold run off
With a pack im in ya peep hole coming back to get my shit just
Like the repo

Money matters when the send anigga up the road
Hold it down for my round he aint never fold
Know some niggaz sneek dissing gott let it go
In da trap on da stove cooking up some blow
Money matters when the send anigga up the road
Hold it down for my round he aint never fold
Know some niggaz sneek dissing gott let it go
In da trap on da stove cooking up some blow

Money matters when they send anigga up the road
Hold it down fa my round he aint never fold
No some niggaz sneek dissing gotta let it go
In da trap on stove cooking up some blow
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Writer: Charlie Taylor, Cutty Cash, Fabian Duncan
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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