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

[Tarboy from Talking]
Yeah..uh

[Ebony
Do This..

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

[Chorus - Ebony
Look..
Money ain't move me..
this ain't a movie
This is life, so why you tryin' to do me?
Sit back and relax and think about the
And make your move your best, it might be your last

1: Tarboy]
Look...
Money don't the man
but still, I
if you ain't gettin' dough, what the fuck you in for?
I see you chasin hoes, and all fancy clothes
you say you hate the music, why you at the show?
What all that yappin'
how the fuck fit the plan?
where the you from homeboy?
you ain't my land
I see you in the club, in the mean-mugged
with all little thugs, go pop a bottle of bub
and think it first
and drink away your
before a nigga out here on the streets help you solve
see, I mad at ya
I'm just to relax you
and teach you somethin' homie, before killers snatch you
I try to keep it
Keith done around the world
and never understood how a man could act like a
but see I'm just a
and this is your
and I you the best
so get it off chest

[Chorus -

[Chorus - Eyez]

[Verse 2 - Ebony
Louie, done my purse
well, he ain't this verse
people put they money first, and don't care who they hurt
always talkin' bout how finna do this and finna do that
finna get new benz and finna buy they girl a cadillac
I try to mind my business, they strike at me with a
don't I'm young and visicious and know 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 my album drop, some people gon' be mad at me
bitches don't wanna listen, don't wanna position
ain't got a pot to piss in, but they call they dissin'
your next move should always be your best
follow what the rest do, and they'll respect you
Cause money come and go, don't front like you know
and when it's all spend up and gone, you got shit to show

[Chorus -

- Ebony Eyez]

[Verse 3:
Now my baby mama hate the fact, now that I'm scratch
so she go and react, up man, matter of a fact
now that I'm thinkin' back, when I ain't had no
no ice, or no 'lac, up Kwon rewind it back
now was you gon'
when I hate the fact, I laid her on her back
(hold up man, say that)
nah, let me the facts
know I love my son, but she only care about if he got some air force ones
Now ain't that shit dumb? Now where we both come
Like all 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 it's vests and Hummers, we fucked the whole
The only reason, cause man be tryin to take me under
So now I sit and wonder, like I ain't got no
And yes it's true, that the money might moved you

[Chorus -

- Ebony Eyez]