Money Man – Elusive (Audio, Lyrics)

Money Man unveils the song, “Elusive” produced by Rocktee, 808plugbeats, Figurez Made It & NicoOnTheKeys. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download.

Money Man Elusive

When your name is Money Man, there’s a high standard to uphold. In an era where more and more rappers are beginning to head down the independent route, Money Man is innovating the way the game is going. He’s spent a good portion of the year releasing free music on YouTube as fans anticipated a follow-up to State Of Emergency and Epidemic.

Following the announcement that he became the first artist to receive an advance in Bitcoin, the rapper unveiled his latest body of work Blockchain. “Elusive” became an immediate highlight of the project. Backed by hypnotic production with soulful vocals layered underneath, Money Man’s auto-tuned vocals ride the beat with ease. The ATL rapper paints a picture of the days when he needed to turn to illegal activity to put food on the table while celebrating the luxurious life he’s afforded through all of his sacrifices.

Money Man – Elusive (prod. Rocktee, 808plugbeats, Figurez Made It & NicoOnTheKeys)

Lyrics

[Chorus]
I got my main lady rockin’ Hermès
She’ll hold it down if I go to the feds
I put these racks from the trap on your head
In less than twenty-four hours, he dead
I turned my niggas to bosses, they up now
When we let the stick hit, better duck down
Ain’t no talk when we shootin’, it’s up now
Ain’t no changin’ the price, I can’t come down
My vibe is Hispanic, my music organic
I’m not from this planet, my shooters satanic
My countertops granite, she ain’t got no panties
I make these hoes panic, I swipe like a bandit
My whip is a Lucid, I know the trap fluent
I put a lil’ chick on the plane and she flew it
We all on the same page, you know we congruent
I run from the cops, boy, you know I’m elusive

[Verse 1]
The Circle and money, to me, that’s important
My car is imported, my wrist got imported
She try to come join me
I keep that shit different, I’m never conforming
I keep that shit Louis, you know what I’m sporting
I keep that shit MJ, we fucked in some Jordans
We ridin’ ’round the city in back-to-back Porsches
It’s me and three ladies, we havin’ an orgy
Fuck it, I think I’ma swipe ’til I’m forty
I walked into VLIVE and Magic, it’s stormin’
I bought all this ice so you cannot ignore me
I bought a McLaren and sat it on Forgis
I want the juices and berry, no Gordy
I don’t need no engineer to record me
Purchased a G Wagen, that’s for my shorty
Rappers ain’t safe, so my mama ain’t worried
I told my mama I’d kill if I gotta
I promise you that you ain’t takin’ nada
My girl on the bed drinkin’ piña colada
My car is a ‘Vette, but I had an Impala, I count up the dollars
I told her don’t spit it out, you better swallow
I love when I hit from the back and she holler
I need me a launching pad ’cause I got choppers
I’m havin’ that bread, I be havin’ that guala

[Chorus]
I got my main lady rockin’ Hermès
She’ll hold it down if I go to the feds
I put these racks from the trap on your head
In less than twenty-four hours, he dead
I turned my niggas to bosses, they up now
When we let the stick hit, better duck down
Ain’t no talk when we shootin’, it’s up now
Ain’t no changin’ the price, I can’t come down
My vibe is Hispanic, my music organic
I’m not from this planet, my shooters satanic
My countertops granite, she ain’t got no panties
I make these hoes panic, I swipe like a bandit
My whip is a Lucid, I know the trap fluent
I put a lil’ chick on the plane and she flew it
We all on the same page, you know we congruent
I run from the cops, boy, you know I’m elusive

[Verse 2]
Ain’t chasin’ these women, I’m hurtin’ they feelings
I’m makin’ a killing, I’m tryna get millions
I’m juicin’, I’m cleansin’, they hatin’, I sense it
You name it, I did it, they copy, they mimic
These streets can get wicked, I’m counting my riches
I’m gettin’ this money, I’m turnin’ down bitches
I had to wise up, had to cut off some niggas
I keep buyin’ pistols, I keep buyin’ Louis
I keep buyin’ houses, I keep buyin’ jewelry
My bully a merle, my Frenchie a fluffy
I’m probably gon’ make me a quarter from puppies
We fill up a trailer and keep that shit truckin’
We shoot that shit first, so it’s no need for duckin’
She just a thottie, ain’t no need to cuff her
My apartment a jungle, my reefer is musty
My girl is a queen, you gon’ die if you touch her
We apes in the jungle, we ready to rumble
We hang with the lions and bears and the gators
We trap in Dekalb, got a house in Decatur
We count up the paper, that ‘za is my fragrance
I’m gainin’ this wisdom, I’m havin’ some vision
My partners in prison, I pray that I see ’em
I got the blueprint, you know I be teachin’
He plannin’ on robbin’ us, we leave him leakin’

[Chorus]
I got my main lady rockin’ Hermès
She’ll hold it down if I go to the feds
I put these racks from the trap on your head
In less than twenty-four hours, he dead
I turned my niggas to bosses, they up now
When we let the stick hit, better duck down
Ain’t no talk when we shootin’, it’s up now
Ain’t no changin’ the price, I can’t come down
My vibe is Hispanic, my music organic
I’m not from this planet, my shooters satanic
My countertops granite, she ain’t got no panties
I make these hoes panic, I swipe like a bandit
My whip is a Lucid, I know the trap fluent
I put a lil’ chick on the plane and she flew it
We all on the same page, you know we congruent
I run from the cops, boy, you know I’m elusive