Prod. Emerald - Let 'Em Speak

Yeah money on my mind, that's the plan, yeah Making money moves in the sand, yeah
Alone in the game, but I'm still making green Counting all these bands, yeah, we living
the dream
Hustle in the silence, ain't no need to speak
Counting all this green, yeah, that's on me Counting up the money, know, it's on repeat

Got some people that can't eat Let the real ones eat, yeah, yea
Let the real ones speak They never let the real ones speak (cus they know the truth)
Real ones know no they will not plea (cus they notice you)
Yeah, we notice everything that you do
Yeah, we know the things you say, they are not true

No way, no way, no way, no way My bands, both pay, yeah, wait, wait
Yeah, we notice everything that you do You too broke to even buy a pair of shoes
Yeah, R.I.P. yeah DJ Screw he was a real one and they ain't even knew
I was a real one and they won't ever know I was the realest and you never even wrote

Known you since elementary Just went off and ran you and Henry
Yeah, keep my mouth shut, it prevents me from saying the words, then you'll resent me
Yeah, but what can prevent me? Yeah, dollar gentry
Yeah, two angles complimentary Got Forgiatos all up on that Bentley

Yeah, I lost me some friends, incidentally But I'm making this money real intently
Yeah, the real ones, they won't speak But they know more than you think
Yeah, the only reason why I went to this school, was just to be with y'all
And now y'all are gone And now that you're gone

And now that you're gone And now that you're gone

Written by:
Jack Mullins

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