DJ Shay, Havoc and Grafh - Money Calling

Intro (Grafh)

Yeah
What's up what's up
Where I'm from, no excuse for being broke
Gotta blame yaself nigga
Facts
Still outside, still
Hey yo
Check

Verse 1 (Grafh)

I'm the dope boy poster child but that shit was worth it
I made money then made it out nigga I did it perfect
Raised by killers with bodies ain't no attempted murders
Ya shooter ain't gangsta, he strapped because that nigga nervous
I heard he was wiretapped but it didn't surface
Benny said ain't no turning back when that clip inserted
Whipping work, I'm frying a brick into a crispy surface
I broke it down, I showed you how to leave a brick refurbished
I trick on my bitch, there's drugs up in her Fenty purses
She know it cost a couple grams to get her titties purchased
I be in New York smoking Cali, reciting Nipsey verses
Rebuking the voodoo lady's Gypsy curses
A nigga serving Church's chicken in them churches
Topsy turvy, I got it sturdy, oxycontin and oxy 30s
With Roxys on top of Oxy 80s, I'm chopping turkeys
I put numbers on top of numbers like a box of jerseys
Stupid

Hook (Grafh)

Hello, hello
What's up, what's up
That money calling
What's up, what's up

Hello, hello
What's up, what's up
That money calling
What's up, what's up

That money on my mind
Money on my brain
If I ain't got the bread, how can I complain
If I ain't got it now, gotta find a way
Cause that money calling
What's up, ay

Verse 2 (Havoc)

Money calling, I ain't got time for the fuckery
Handle my business like a Gucci bag, I'm glocking Gs
If not for me I be raggedy, can't depend on others
Had my pocket full of hoes like them bitches was poking rubbers
It's grind mode, time fly, the money flow
I manifested, dark skin with a sunny glow
Bow down, the crown in my possession
Never let your possessions possess you, possess it in my message
I'm the Juelz, that's why a nigga do well
Ya'll gossip bout who failed to distract you from ya new Ls
If not that, then do tell, prove me wrong
Havoc is what I give you but you don't know Kejuan
Time for niggas wake up, get they cake up
Get ya mind right, stay in line, stay in tune
Real money you know ya worth, don't settle for less
Look in the mirror as I live life with no regrets
Motherfucker

Hook (Grafh)

Hello, hello
What's up, what's up
That money calling
What's up, what's up

Hello, hello
What's up, what's up
That money calling
What's up, what's up

That money on my mind
Money on my brain
If I ain't got the bread, how can I complain
If I ain't got it now, gotta find a way
Cause that money calling
What's up
Ay

Written by:
Demetrius Robinson, Kejuan Waliek Muchita, Philip Bernard

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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