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More Money Video (MV)




Performed By: CK X Slaney
Language: English
Length: 3:12
Written by: Caleb Kenneford, Jacob Slaney




CK X Slaney - More Money Lyrics




You can't call me bae
Stop ringing my phone you is too late
I got moves to make
More money more money am raising the stakes
Bad b on my line
She wants Slaney but I ain't got the time
Yeh I'm on my grind
More money more money it's on my mind
You can't call me bae
Stop ringing my phone you is too late
I got moves to make
More money more money am raising the stakes
Bad b on my line
She wants Slaney but I ain't got the time
Yeh I'm on my grind
More money more money it's on my mind

Tony Hawk couldn't match my grind
You could never compete on my workrate
The lord knows that I am the saviour
Cah the north is young g's birthplace
I've got girls on girls on girls
Who want my time but I've got none left
If you rate yourself mediocre
Why the hell would I give you my best
Yes
Too many girls are giving me stress
Nuff gal wanna play all these games
So we fall out I ain't talking PS
Woah bro
Tell your girl she needs to relax
I make music I don't sell dreams
But this lifestyles looking all mad
Ahh I'm getting all gassed
I run these tracks and I run this mat
You know CK a number one teacher
So be quiet when you're in my class
Man these girls are getting all loud
Do anything when they want that pipe
She went around saying that we're speaking
Shhhh, nah you ain't my type
No
I've just wasted too much time
You said that you wanna be wifey
But you went for a different guy
I
Have no patients for all of your lies
Say one thing then do another
Got a young g asking why

You can't call me bae
Stop ringing my phone you is too late
I got moves to make
More money more money am raising the stakes
Bad b on my line
She wants Slaney but I ain't got the time
Yeh I'm on my grind
More money more money it's on my mind
You can't call me bae
Stop ringing my phone you is too late
I got moves to make
More money more money am raising the stakes
Bad b on my line
She wants Slaney but I ain't got the time
Yeh I'm on my grind
More money more money it's on my mind

I want that cash I want that p
I work damn hard I shot on streets
I make new track I spit on beats
We're headed to the top mans feeling elite
I ain't got time for your childish beef
I work through the night I don't need no sleep
Too much gold hanging around my neck
Got me looking like mr T
P town Yute but you know my name
Going in hard since I joined the game
Brought a new style so I bruk off the place
Eyes on the money doing 99 pace
I don't feel no way
I just know that when I come thru
The cash in my hand won't fit on this plate
Aye
Too many man just wanna be haters
Cah mans just tryna get famous
Hear our songs and then they rate us
Cah we come with the different flavours
Too much sauce and you know that
Black boy but I ain't like Kodak
Roll in piece I don't wanna be a toe tag
Tunnel vision for the p I want that bag

You can't call me bae
Stop ringing my phone you is too late
I got moves to make
More money more money am raising the stakes
Bad b on my line
She wants Slaney but I ain't got the time
Yeh I'm on my grind
More money more money it's on my mind
You can't call me bae
Stop ringing my phone you is too late
I got moves to make
More money more money am raising the stakes
Bad b on my line
She wants Slaney but I ain't got the time
Yeh I'm on my grind
More money more money it's on my mind
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You can't call me bae
Stop ringing my phone you is too late
I got moves to make
More money more money am raising the stakes
Bad b on my line
She wants Slaney but I ain't got the time
Yeh I'm on my grind
More money more money it's on my mind
You can't call me bae
Stop ringing my phone you is too late
I got moves to make
More money more money am raising the stakes
Bad b on my line
She wants Slaney but I ain't got the time
Yeh I'm on my grind
More money more money it's on my mind

Tony Hawk couldn't match my grind
You could never compete on my workrate
The lord knows that I am the saviour
Cah the north is young g's birthplace
I've got girls on girls on girls
Who want my time but I've got none left
If you rate yourself mediocre
Why the hell would I give you my best
Yes
Too many girls are giving me stress
Nuff gal wanna play all these games
So we fall out I ain't talking PS
Woah bro
Tell your girl she needs to relax
I make music I don't sell dreams
But this lifestyles looking all mad
Ahh I'm getting all gassed
I run these tracks and I run this mat
You know CK a number one teacher
So be quiet when you're in my class
Man these girls are getting all loud
Do anything when they want that pipe
She went around saying that we're speaking
Shhhh, nah you ain't my type
No
I've just wasted too much time
You said that you wanna be wifey
But you went for a different guy
I
Have no patients for all of your lies
Say one thing then do another
Got a young g asking why

You can't call me bae
Stop ringing my phone you is too late
I got moves to make
More money more money am raising the stakes
Bad b on my line
She wants Slaney but I ain't got the time
Yeh I'm on my grind
More money more money it's on my mind
You can't call me bae
Stop ringing my phone you is too late
I got moves to make
More money more money am raising the stakes
Bad b on my line
She wants Slaney but I ain't got the time
Yeh I'm on my grind
More money more money it's on my mind

I want that cash I want that p
I work damn hard I shot on streets
I make new track I spit on beats
We're headed to the top mans feeling elite
I ain't got time for your childish beef
I work through the night I don't need no sleep
Too much gold hanging around my neck
Got me looking like mr T
P town Yute but you know my name
Going in hard since I joined the game
Brought a new style so I bruk off the place
Eyes on the money doing 99 pace
I don't feel no way
I just know that when I come thru
The cash in my hand won't fit on this plate
Aye
Too many man just wanna be haters
Cah mans just tryna get famous
Hear our songs and then they rate us
Cah we come with the different flavours
Too much sauce and you know that
Black boy but I ain't like Kodak
Roll in piece I don't wanna be a toe tag
Tunnel vision for the p I want that bag

You can't call me bae
Stop ringing my phone you is too late
I got moves to make
More money more money am raising the stakes
Bad b on my line
She wants Slaney but I ain't got the time
Yeh I'm on my grind
More money more money it's on my mind
You can't call me bae
Stop ringing my phone you is too late
I got moves to make
More money more money am raising the stakes
Bad b on my line
She wants Slaney but I ain't got the time
Yeh I'm on my grind
More money more money it's on my mind
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Writer: Caleb Kenneford, Jacob Slaney
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