Money Lyrics

Money, I mean they say for the love of money is the root of all evil, right

A lot of people do a lot of strange things when it comes to some change, right

A lot of people gotta sell their soul when it comes to the money

A lot of people change, man, right

Be careful what you say, that's one thing you gotta know

In the streets and social media, be careful what you show

Look at who you're helping, do you really help them grow

Or are you crutching them because you are a successful

Do people truly love you or they truly love the dough

One way to find out, they keep asking, tell em no

It hurts to have to say it, but you know how it go

If you help them ten times, they're gonna ask a hundred mo

Money is a good thing, but a lot of pain it can bring

It can make some situations get out of control

People see a green light, for it people fuss and fight

So for the love of money, I won't sell my soul

If I could help the world with money, sure I would

But money don't grow on trees at the same damn time

So I'm trying to stack my 1s, and get up out the hood

I'm still chasing these money-making dreams, still tryna get mines

This not a jab, not a shot, not a diss

But people feeling entitled for some favors, got a list

Always being there is a movie I gotta miss

So right before it starts, I hop up, I gotta piss

Now this might sound rude, but you grown

I'd rather bless your home with food and move on

Cause if you got a habit that I know nothing about, I done brought your next fix

Hold up homie, check this

Money is a good thing, but a lot of pain it can bring

It can make some situations get out of control

People see a green light, for it people fuss and fight

So for the love of money, I won't sell my soul

If I could help the world with money, sure I would

But money don't grow on trees at the same damn time

So I'm trying to stack my 1s, and get up out the hood

I'm still chasing these money-making dreams, still tryna get mines

The power of a dollar if the powder is the product

Then the hood has everyday gun showers, now he shot up

I hate to blow the plot up, but he done shot a lot up

He broke, and most of his victims ain't never got up

Them kick-door robberies, that old head's prophecies

He said it's crazy things people do for bread

Just watch and see

When the money's low, that's when the tummy go

Grrr, hunger pains stop flossin ya lil money bro

Money is a good thing, but a lot of pain it can bring

It can make some situations get out of control

People see a green light, for it people fuss and fight

So for the love of money, I won't sell my soul

If I could help the world with money, sure I would

But money don't grow on trees at the same damn time

So I'm trying to stack my 1s, and get up out the hood

I'm still chasing these money-making dreams, still tryna get mines

He looks better with money, couldn't stab when he was broke

She loves the new gift, the new bag and new coat

This man is a player, all because he got paper

He never makes them come, but they scream like he raped her

See men love to hunt, that's just in us by nature

But he don't really know that every chick he hits a faker

In the beauty shops, they said he's coming up short

But they moaned long enough to collect child support