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Money Talks Lyrics

by Fredo

Lyricist: Fredo, Young Montana

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Money Talks Lyrics

Look Let's keep it real If money talks, then why them man there speakin' still? "I heard you and her doing a ting?" Nah, babe We're just speaking, still, chill My girl like five foot three when she's in heels I mean, I've just seen feds on the M way Let's keep it facts If money talks, then why them man there speakin' back? "I heard you and her doing a ting?" Nah, G It ain't even that, cap My young boy love riding out, he don't even trap, yo She wanna leave with the kid Like my cases, I'm beatin' it quick Yo, why you still speakin' your shit? Money talks, you don't need any lips I got rubbers that's runnin' with me When you see us, best tuck in the piece I don't shit in the trap, no touchin' them seats If I'm in there, I'm flushin' the ki's Free Blacks, they handed him time Like my Audi, he'll handle it fine Disrespect me, I'll bang on the nine We come next day like Amazon Prime If we go, we're takin' a Glock She likes my clothes, she's takin' them off My tape took long, if you waited, I'm soz But first we had to drop tape on their block Yo, you know what's funny to me? Three hundred racks ain't no money to me You're broke, that's why she act funny to be Bro, you better just run it to me Now them shows are a hundred a fee I cooked ... done him for free My plug for a present, it's coming for cheap Them boxes I got ain't for under no tree Cocaine, no weed on the scale No gossip, we leave it to girls Trap boys, so easy to tell Got more soda than Kenan and Kel No I don't dance, I money walk Whipping up with the money fork Them man been chattin' for days But me? I let my money talk Let's keep it real If money talks, then why them man there speakin' still? "I heard you and her doing a ting?" Nah, babe We're just speaking, still, chill My girl like five foot three when she's in heels I mean, I've just seen feds on the M way Let's keep it facts If money talks, then why them man there speakin' back? "I heard you and her doing a ting?" Nah, G It ain't even that, cap My young boy love riding out, he don't even trap I see them man steal the style Fuck them man I don't respect my paigons Coochie freshly shaven Man's got expectations Old ting try flex on man last week with a dead baecation Baby, I go Heathrow more than your man goes petrol station Two white, Ronnie and Roxy Year 9, Donnie did rob me Big flick ... that's gotta be on me Before Black Ops, we had zombies Spooky bando This T eerie, no Henry Jean, Amiri, come costly Gotta have teeth when a mans this flossy Let's keep it real If money talks, then why them man there speakin' still? "I heard you and her doing a ting?" Nah, babe We're just speaking, still, chill My girl like five foot three when she's in heels I mean, I've just seen feds on the M way Fuck that, I'm speeding still I got a brownin' saying I'm toxic So what? I'm beatin' still We've come a long way from days in the back of the bus with the cheapest deals Still half that price, dark and light That's Denise and Phil Let's keep it facts If money talks, then why them man there speakin' back? "I heard you and her doing a ting?" Nah, G It ain't even that, cap My young boy love riding out He don't even trap I see them man steal the style I'm gonna need it back Trap boy wanna sign with Sony Left there, kept dealin' packs They know we're speakin' facts Don't even speak if you ain't speakin' wraps Dark and light, feed the cats That's Denise and Max

Meaning of Money Talks

“Money Talks” by Fredo plunges listeners into a hyper-stylized world of contemporary street hustling, revealing a cynical commentary on power dynamics shaped entirely by wealth. The core conceit – the repeated question “If money talks, then why them man there speakin’ still?” – immediately establishes a central frustration: despite possessing significant financial resources, Fredo and his crew are constantly subjected to unwanted scrutiny and suspicion from law enforcement and jealous rivals. This isn't simply about flaunting riches; it’s about the inherent inability of wealth to truly insulate one from societal judgment or perceived wrongdoing. The lyrics detail a carefully constructed lifestyle – fast cars, expensive clothing, illicit substances – all presented with an almost detached coolness, yet underscored by a palpable sense of paranoia and defensive aggression. Fredo's message isn’t a celebration of excess but rather a bleak portrayal of how money can simultaneously provide protection and amplify problems. The constant interruptions, the accusations (“I heard you and her doing a ting?”), and the need for immediate, forceful responses highlight the exhausting burden of maintaining this opulent facade. The references to “Free Blacks,” “Amazon Prime” deliveries, and meticulously planned operations – including disposing of evidence – demonstrate a calculated approach to survival within a dangerous environment. Ultimately, "Money Talks" is a raw and unflinching exploration of how money can create its own set of anxieties and demands, transforming the pursuit of wealth into a perpetual state of vigilance and suspicion, revealing the unsettling truth that even immense fortune doesn't guarantee peace or freedom from unwanted attention.

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