T.Cyber - Cash Money (feat. Andre, Broos & Lil Tiny) Lyrics

Better stop calling me
Calling, yeah
Calling me
Better stop, better
T. Cyber
Better stop calling me, if it ain't cash or money
Better stop calling me, if it ain't cash or money
Better stop calling me, Better stop calling me
Give a f*ck about hoes and these
Problems you come to me with
Better stop calling me, if it ain't cash or money
Better stop calling me, if it ain't cash or money
Better stop calling me, Better stop calling me
Give a f*ck about hoes and these
Problems you come to me with
Forward, I don't give a damn about your brake lights
Forward, I don't give a damn about the stop signs
T.Cyber dope I'm in (dopamine) my pr/time
Love drug for a nice time
This fire done come with a new light
From above, this a street light
Idlozi livumile, I rap like this
Only take time and I drop my hits
Life f*cked me up, now I trap like this
Hanging with killers, gorillas, and brands
No, we ain't chilling, We're making them rands
Rands, rands, rands, yeah.
Confident nigga ibaxakile inkani
Turning the spanela sfuna lemali
Sisazobaxaka siyfuna ngenkani
Trynna make racks with my niggas yeah.
Puff puff pass,
Got the pain nigg',You hide the pain
Nobody showing him love
Nobody showing him heart
Then he hides his pain, hides his shame
Then they shit on the nigga, Shoot on the nigga
Hurt the nigga
He had to go all the way up
Money makes them world go round
Money makes people switch up
Money makes people switch up
In it for the bag
In it for the racks
Ring, ring, ring
It's gonna be the bank
Puff puff pass,
Pass to the next
Let me tell you what's next
Andre becomes the best
Andre becomes the best
You know what's next
Better stop calling me, if it ain't cash or money
Better stop calling me, if it ain't cash or money
Better stop calling me, Better stop calling me
Give a f*ck about hoes and these
Problems you come to me with
Better stop calling me, if it ain't cash or money
Better stop calling me, if it ain't cash or money
Better stop calling me, Better stop calling me
Give a f*ck about hoes and these
Problems you come to me with
I guess you know how we coming
Me and my nigga, we stunning
Started this shit I was nothing
Came by my self now I'm something
No big deal but I'm going to shine
Back in the games with the dogs
Man I'm fell in love with the beat
Hope you see that I'm killing it
Running to the police
F'ain't afraid of me come and get it
Running to the bank with my fity
Yeah
Better stop calling me
Better stop calling me
Calling me
Calling me
Let's go, It's Broos
Money talks yeah
My money ain't talking showing dollar signs, yeah
I got none in my pockets
I got money in my mind, Got me feeling unconscious
It's never gonna stop yeah
Got me traumatized, How I'm lit, paranoia
I'm sick and tired
My dawg I got 99 problems
In love with gold diggers
They be digging deep
Still they find nothing beneath
Excluding my D, It is what it is
I'm never ratting, angwudli u-Cheese
I'm always grinding, ngi-Cobra I spit
We pushing P, nama G's
We standing sodwa, we kill it
Yeah, yeah
We push up out it, like ntara ranta
We trapping ngi-Goat
I'm just playing my part
I'm making jokes, ha ha ha
I'm drippin sauce, I'm like salsa
Roll me a joint, I'm talking zaza