Money

[Verse 1: P Money]
A couple years ago was a tragedy
When mad had my ex girl mad
God said he had a plan for me
Then he went and took my fucking granddad from me
Baffled me
Like how can you take man's grand from me?
But then I went hard for the mortgage
Now there's 400 grands in the family

[Hook: P Money]
Brudda, that's money
Motherfucker, that's money
You can't tell me shit
Unless you make more money
I don't care about whips
That don't make you money
Can't mention P
Unless you're talking 'bout money

[Verse 2: P Money]
Look what you started
Man, look what you started
I ain't had a top ten
But this plane I'm sitting on's chartered
I draw girls easy
Motherfucker, I'm an artist
My weight's my business
My stocky figure's on the market
I don't think about holidays, I just click on a button
I ring my girl and my cousins, I say "I'm going, you coming?
It's not four in a room, it's four rooms, are you buzzing?"
So they keep hating but they ain't telling me nothing
It's all a one-sided game cause they don't press any buttons
I give my cousin a magazine and say "shopping, choose something"
And then we turn up at yards, pretend we're selling yutes something
Cause that's money

[Hook: P Money]
Brudda, that's money
Motherfucker, that's money
You can't tell me shit
Unless you make more money
I don't care about whips
That don't make you money
Can't mention P
Unless you're talking 'bout money

[Bridge: Splurgeboys & P Money]
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout, unless you're talking 'bout
Unless you're talking 'bout money

[Verse 3: P Money]
I've got the money for a mad yard
I'll rubbish your whip like a scrapyard
I'm upgrading my plate to a private
Just coulda did it with the bank card
Certain man think that's hard
Have you seen what's inside my watch dog?
What was in those bags?
Nothing much, probably a watch though
Fuck it, I'm a badman
I said fuck it, I'm a badman
In a black cab and I'm on the radio
Getting paid more than the cab man
I'm bait in the bank, fam
Cause I withdraw money like a madman
I put my gold in, end up in Westfield
Cause I'm treating cashpoints like a satnav

[Hook: P Money]
Brudda, that's money
Motherfucker, that's money
You can't tell me shit
Unless you make more money
I don't care about whips
That don't make you money
Can't mention P
Unless you're talking 'bout money

[Bridge: Splurgeboys & P Money]
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout, unless you're talking 'bout
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout money
Unless you're talking 'bout, unless you're talking 'bout
Unless you're talking 'bout money