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