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[Ebony Talking]
Ayo...Tar... you

[Tarboy Trackboys Talking]
Yeah..uh

Eyez]
Do This..

[Chorus -
Look..uh..
Money ain't move me...
Dawg, this ain't a
is real life, so why you tryin' to do me?
Sit and relax and think about the past
And your next move your best, it might be your last

- Ebony Eyez]
Look..
Money never move me..
Bitch this a movie
is real life, so why you tryin' to do me?
Sit back and relax and think about the
And make your next your best, it might be your last

[Verse 1:
Look...
don't make the man
but still, I
if you ain't gettin' dough, the fuck you in this for?
I see you chasin hoes, and all your fancy
you say you hate the music, then why you at the
What all that mean?
how the that fit the plan?
where the fuck you from
you ain't my land
I see you in the club, in the mean-mugged
with all your thugs, go pop a bottle of bub
and about it first
and drink your problems
before a nigga out here on the streets you solve them
see, I mad at ya
I'm tryin' to relax you
and teach you homie, before them killers snatch you
I try to keep it
Keith done around the world
and never how a man could act like a girl
but see I'm a squirrel
and this is your
and I you the best
so get it off chest

- Tarboy]

[Chorus - Ebony

2 - Ebony Eyez]
Louie, done my purse
well, he ain't write this
some people put they money first, and don't care who they
talkin' bout how they: finna do this and finna do that
finna get that new benz and finna buy they a cadillac
I try to mind my business, they strike at me with a
don't know I'm young and visicious and how to throw them fist-es
say I dont it real, (what?) say I ain't got the skill
(we) mad cause I got a deal, give a fuck how you feel
I represent the streets and the way you gotta be
and when my album drop, some people be mad at me
bitches don't wanna listen, don't wanna position
ain't got a pot to piss in, but they they self dissin'
your move should always be your best move
never follow the rest do, and they'll respect you
money come and go, don't front like you don't know
and when it's all spend up and gone, you ain't got shit to

- Tarboy]

[Chorus - Ebony

[Verse 3:
Now my baby mama hate the fact, now I'm gettin' scratch
so she go and react, hold up man, matter of a
now I'm thinkin' back, when I ain't had no scratch
no ice, or no 'lac, hold up Kwon rewind it
now was you gon'
that's I hate the fact, I laid her on her back
(hold up man, say that)
nah, let me spit the
know I love my son, but she only care about if he got some air force ones
Now that shit dumb? Now where we both come from
all your life, you grew up running around spending funds
We was broke as Hammer, t-shirts for
Cribs small as llamas, eating corn and bananas
Now vests and Hummers, we fucked the whole summer
The only reason, cause your man be tryin to take me
So now I sit and wonder, like I got no clue
And yes it's true, that the money might moved you

[Chorus -

- Ebony Eyez]