Love of Money

Ha-le-llelujah

Feel in love with the money (hallelujah)

It's BETRAYL, it's DWMTM, uh

And I done see these bitches do it all for the paper (yeah)

And I done see this paper turn my dog to a hater (yeah)

For the love of the money (the money), the love of the dough (that's right)

For the love of the money, them hoes fuckin' for sure (for sure)

And I know, and I know

Who said that money isn't everythin'? (Who said it, ah?)

Whoever told you that, they a damn liar (damn liar) (fuck 'em)

'Cause all this money, it can buy you everythin' (uh-huh, we love you, we got 'em)

Shit, I don't know nothin' that money can't buy (yeah-yeah)

I ain't never sinned (uh-huh), I ain't ever crossed over (nope)

Gotta go to Panama, I don't want it chopped up (uh-huh)

Everywhere I go, I'm pullin' up burners (yeah-yeah)

The first to get the money, drop some, murder somethin' (yeah-yeah)

Defend this code, the feds all deliverin' (yeah)

Yeah, I fuck with Papi, but no, I ain't Dominican

For the love of dividends (uh-huh), it's been around the block (yeah)

I let them know I got it 'cause he out there 'round the clock (uh-huh)

Yo, in the projects, jewelry mean you made it (we did)

And the body might get you famous

And the key might get you stopped

Say the fuck with me, I might get you opp (let's go)

It's no apology, nigga (let's go), it's criminology, nigga

It's DWMTM, BETRAYL, uh-huh

And I done see these bitches do it all for the paper (yeah)

And I done see this paper turn my dog to a hater (yeah)

For the love of the money (the money), the love of the dough (that's right)

For the love of the money, them hoes fuckin' for sure (for sure)

And I know, and I know

Who said that money isn't everythin'? (Who said it, ah?)

Whoever told you that, they a damn liar (damn liar)

'Cause all this money, it can buy you everythin' (everythin')

Shit, I don't know nothin' that money can't buy

Yeah, and I ain't never jealous, and I don't get emotional

It's all about familia, I do what I'm supposed to do (yeah)

Talkin' over details, tyin' up the loose ends

Know me from the project, they used to go, "Yo, who that?"

Copped all my mixtapes, you tryna roll up

You heard I was movin' shit, wait a second, hold up

Be careful what you say

They tryna get inside, the phones, they got ears

They also got eyes, you know?

Yo, yeah, you break it down, and you get a watch (is that it?)

We break it down, and we get them blocks (hold the Mac)

'Cause if you play around gettin' guap (pss)

We gonna lay you down, get a mop

And we shine, we grind, and we here, and we know, everywhere (that's right)

Every day, ever route, every smoke that we light, and it's on, let's go

And I done see these bitches do it all for the paper (yeah)

And I done see this paper turn my dog to a hater (yeah)

For the love of the money (the money), the love of the dough (that's right)

For the love of the money, them hoes fuckin' for sure (for sure)

And I know, and I know

Who said that money isn't everythin'? (Who said it, ah?)

Whoever told you that, they a damn liar (damn liar)

'Cause all this money, it can buy you everythin' (everythin')

Shit, I don't know nothin' that money can't buy