Letras
I see the love for the green up in people's eyes
It be the one that feen, that start to lie (like)
I'm a get your money, nah dun I won't play you
Funny, when dough come around they don't pay you
Enough of that here, cut that share
Bills say in god we trust, but that's weird
Cause aint no trust, when it comes to men
2 sides of a coin, 2 sides to them
C'mon... play me once, & man that's it
Put your money where your mouth is & go cash this
I understand days where you fight for dough
But just earn that pay without spite & woe
People change with time, & some like wine
But others get sour with the drop of a dime
Mo money, mo problem, dollar sign got em
Friends got ends, & your brain sayin rob em BAM!!
The love of money is the root to all evil
The path of destruction, demolish all people uh
(love-of-money)
Everything is material, so why do we bother?
I won't stay alive, jus to die by the dollar
You know the root to all evil, groups of all people
Stashin' the cash, gettin' gassed like diesel
Fly whip, top down with a fly chick
Drive quick in the fast lane, why live
Everybody tryin' get theirs, I aint even get mine
I don't really care, cuz I aint even tryin' tah waste time
I'm real certain, mankind's still hurtin
Yeah we got a purpose, finally it'll surface
The wait is over, you can bank on this man
Lovin on a idol make you sink like quick sand
Them dividends, makin' ends meet from the sin of men
Honestly, you won't live again
Drop what you copped from this rock called earth then
Stop in ya spot cuz we locked & alert
The only love you should have, is the one that lasts
Eternal sunshine in your path, that's that (so what?)
The love of money is the root to all evil
The path of destruction, demolish all people uh
(love-of-money)
Everything is material, so why do we bother?
I won't stay alive, jus to die by the dollar
To them thieves out there in this world of haste
You get back what you put in plus a raise
& Money aint bad if you stack it with strength
But if it's your weakness, then you have to refrain
-You got issues, get it fixed real quick
Your mental real sick, & it's a real trick
You aint right, & sunttin' real wrong
No need to alter ya ears, this a real song
Stop that greed, you don't need that strife
Cop that peace when you leave that life
The choice to love or hate come with a price
& the voice up in your head start to feel right
The picture I paint, the color is bright red
My lecture the same, see the things I said
Never change from the jump, till the night I'm dead
Mean while I'm a stand & fight on the edge uh
The love of money is the root to all evil
The path of destruction, demolish all people uh
(love-of-money)
Everything is material, so why do we bother?
I won't stay alive, jus to die by the dollar