Reconstruction

[Intro: Burga & Rylo Rodriguez]
Conrad on da beat
Only when the money talk, I listen
Two-four
Only when the money talk, I listen
Say my name, Rylo
Thank you, okay
Show me, hmm
Show me, hmm
My nigga Two-four the goat, these other niggas basic

[Chorus: Burga]
Yeah, all that false shit in the light, I done exposed it (I done exposed)
Had to cut that lil' bitch off, I needed closure (Cut, cut, cut)
You went back on everything you told me (What you told me)
Had to reconstruct my grind, now I'm focused (Now I'm focused)
Only when the money talk, I listen (That's when I listen)
Gotta keep on gettin' money, repetition (That's repetition)
These bitches love to play the victim on ya' (Play the victim on ya)
Feel like I'm runnin' out of feelings on ya

[Verse 1: Burga]
We can't get no money, what we chillin' for? (What we chillin' for?)
She can't bring none to the table, what we in it for? (Huh?)
See me doin' better, whatchu' in your feelings for?
[?] my moves, cut out the [?] (That's right)
Bought some diamonds, temporary satisfaction (Bling, bloaw)
I'm baggin' sweatpants, I cut back on my fashion (Ooh)
I'm only payin' bills right now, I'm trynna stash shit (That's right)
My new girl got the same problem as my last bitch
Her hands out (Yeah), I can't put none in 'em, she ran out
I'm in a Range, she don't know what I planned out
She found a new nigga, in the sun she layin' out (Uh)
She be right back on my dick, I know how it's gon' pan out (Ha-ha)
That fake shit stand out, you see the decoys (Leave)
If I can't make it out the house, I'm in the streets for (That's right)
Gotta return that fake love I got receipts for (Return that)
I fell weak for (What happened?)

[Chorus: Burga]
Yeah, all that false shit in the light, I done exposed it (I done exposed)
Had to cut that lil' bitch off, I needed closure (Cut, cut, cut)
You went back on everything you told me (What you told me)
Had to reconstruct my grind, now I'm focused (Now I'm focused)
Only when the money talk, I listen (That's when I listen)
Gotta keep on gettin' money, repetition (That's repetition)
These bitches love to play the victim on ya' (Play the victim on ya)
Feel like I'm runnin' out of feelings on ya

[Verse 2: Rylo Rodriguez]
Yeah, can't do track [?] like Usain Bolt
I ain't right [?]
I get in the booth, I'm trynna see [?]
Eventually he ran out of friends, his Glock [?] for
[?] got his window
I just wanna fuck you can't control it, just like [?] (Yeah, yeah)
Bitch what I look like [?]
I remember [?] both on (Both on)
[?] no chance (No chance)
And I [?] go out [?] both arms
My dogs are [?] but they dope boys (Dope boys)
Kill 'em, don't play with me, leave me [?]
[?] listen
[?] they got the young rides
I probably spent 10 thousand on phone cards (Phone cards)
[?] tried to ride and lurk
[?] on [?] we had to make it work
[?] feed the streets 'cause of me and Burga

[Chorus: Burga]
Yeah, all that false shit in the light, I done exposed it (I done exposed)
Had to cut that lil' bitch off, I needed closure (Cut, cut, cut)
You went back on everything you told me (What you told me)
Had to reconstruct my grind, now I'm focused (Now I'm focused)
Only when the money talk, I listen (That's when I listen)
Gotta keep on gettin' money, repetition (That's repetition)
These bitches love to play the victim on ya' (Play the victim on ya)
Feel like I'm runnin' out of feelings on ya