Lyrics
Money
For the love of money
Brainstorm went crazy on the beat
Dawg Shit Records
For the love of money
Niggas will push yo' shit back, remember Papi told you that
Niggas riding 'round with it, lurking, they searching
They catch you, they'll hurt you
Still long live them boys, we gotta get it
I'm paranoid as shit, that's why I'm riding with it
They gon' show fake love
Popped so many Percocets, I don't even wanna wake up
That shit'll drive you crazy
Niggas hit licks daily, niggas took risks, crazy
This shit get bad, this shit get rough
You paid what? It came back what?
Nah, something ain't adding up
I get in my bag with it
Do this shit my own way like my dad did it
I ain't gonna tell you how they did the last nigga
But just ask niggas, put that bag on you
I still wake up, sometimes I see cuz
I know I'm tripping, but I still speak
I know he don't speak much
This shit I can't take back, it is what it is, that's that
She gon' lie and say she got my back
All for the love of money, ten toes in this shit
A bitch ain't gon' get nothing from me
All for the love of money, he'll serve his own auntie
To him it's a junkie
For the love of money, what you gon' do?
You gon' sit back, you gon' be broke
You gon' watch other niggas get money?
You gon' stay true to this shit? You gon' backdoor a nigga?
What you gon' do? For the love of money
This shit turn the purest people sour
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For the love of that money, better be on point
Cuz wanna hit a lick and he fresh out the joint
I'ma speak my mind, I'ma make my point
All that sus moving making me 'noid
I clutch my Glock before I open the door
Flashbacks to sleeping on the floor
For the love of the money, we on all that
Take the what? Leave the what? Nah, we want all that
My whole life I've been living like a dog
You need narcs, I'm the nigga you gon' call
You know how many times they had my back against the wall?
No matter what, I'ma stand tall
I'm the one that get the grams off
Couple dollars, knock your mans off
For the love of money
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