Lyrics
First the love turn to hate, then the real turn to fake
How much money did you make? how much money did you make?
First the love turn to hate, then the real turn to fake
How much money did you make? How much money did you make?
First the love turn to hate, then the real turn to fake
How much money did you make? how much money did you make?
First the love turn to hate, then the real turn to fake
How much money did you make? how much money did you make?
How much money did you make? Is it enough for me to take?
I got a lot of shit up on my plate, but it ain't food cus i ain't ate
They try to lock us out the gate but ain't a lock that we can't break
Break the law, break the bank, break the rules, break the safe
Yeah this black skin make me great, but it make these other niggas hate
With these cops nigga ain't safe, he shoot a nigga beat the case
I shoot a nigga, get the case, get the life, get the days, get the months, get the years
Get the tears on my mama face, rather tears on yo mama face
Who gone make sure my lil mama straight? Who gone check lil man grades?
Who gone buy my lil man Jays? Who gone talk to em bout AIDS?
Who gone make sure they never hate?
In a world full of fucking fake make sure they keep it real everyday
First the love turn to hate, then the real turn to fake
How much money did you make? how much money did you make?
First the love turn to hate, then the real turn to fake
How much money did you make? How much money did you make?
First the love turn to hate, then the real turn to fake
How much money did you make? how much money did you make?
First the love turn to hate, then the real turn to fake
How much money did you make? how much money did you make?
First the love turn to hate
How much money did you make?