I funerals, I love life. I when I see a whole bunch of people just crying in a funeral On some shit. They ain't really love a nigga they was there. See I'm a different of nigga, I wanna be honest with y'all. I need the now, if y'all motherfuckers gonna be crying And playing thirty minute specials I'm gone An hour special I'm gone Fuck that love me while I'm here. Love me I'm here I had to tell a
(I the love) 'Cause all I see is haters and this money got niggas catchin' and I tell ya (I want the love) 'Cause all I know is money, knockin' at the door I'm who is it? Bitch I tell ya (I the love)
I'm a nigga I don't get mad, I just get paper (I don't) I don't feelings I catch flights, that's brick paper (for what) For one at Badboy, that's one side These killers with me, don't around They jump like off sides I'm to keep up on the billy Poppin' these and Willy I know gon' hate when I'm high But it's all over they feel me If you want love when I'm dead You off just tryna kill me I'm gonna ball on you and I ain't talkin' about you I all y'll niggas, oh
Ten ? For man, ho I could buy that Last week I a hundred mill, you should try that I'm a real nigga, they all see it, can't hide I'll touch down in your city, shit up, nigga then fly back
(I the love) 'Cause all I see is and this money got these niggas verbals and I tell ya (I want the love) 'Cause all I know is getting money, at the door, I'm who is it? Bitch I tell ya (I the love)
I wanted the money, and wanted the Wanted them bitches wanted the drugs That wanted the molly and that wanted the I walk in the building get in the club in the streets, bitch it's Meek Milly Them niggas was haters I what they was 'cause all of that hating was my Now I got the paper and whaty what? It is what it is, at me now Living the life in the EO Niggas hate me still come to my shows Shawty ain't ready to fuck up my wrist, give a fuck about to the money and back to the hood Where they takin' money, we package the good And we break up money, you act like you good Better you some money, hater
(I the love) 'Cause all I see is haters and money Got niggas catchin' verbals and I tell ya (I want the love) 'Cause all I is getting money at the door, I'm like who is it? Bitch I tell ya (I the love)
All the hoes love me And all the gon' hate too Been thrill like Bombi, can't name I ain't do We race to on jets (yeah) From Miami, went back And I did live in the night Woke up lil' what's next? more money pile we stack Most these probably in debt when Michael Jackson was moonwalkin' I'm cuttin' them checks And I'm ? Through my set And they showin' love yet It's more money, more with my niggas big ?
(I the love) all I see is haters and this money Got these niggas catchin' and I tell ya (I want the love) 'Cause all I know is getting Knockin' at the door, I'm like who is it? Bitch I ya (I the love)