I funerals, I love life. I hate when I see a whole of people just crying in a funeral On fake shit. They ain't really love a while they was there. See I'm a different type of nigga, I wanna be honest y'all. I need the love now, if y'all motherfuckers gonna be And playing thirty minute specials I'm gone An hour special that I'm Fuck 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 and this money got these niggas catchin' and I tell ya (I want the love) 'Cause all I know is getting money, knockin' at the I'm like who is it? Bitch I ya (I the love)
I'm a nigga I don't get mad, I just get paper (I don't) I don't catch I catch flights, that's brick paper (for what) For one rider at Badboy, that's one These with me, don't fuck around They jump like off sides I'm 'bout to up on the billy Poppin' these and Willy I know they gon' hate when I'm But when all over they feel me If you want your love I'm dead You off just tryna kill me 'cause I'm gonna ball on you and I ain't 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 real nigga, they all see it, can't that I'll touch down in your city, fuck up, nigga then fly back
(I the love) 'Cause all I see is haters and this money got niggas Catchin' verbals and I tell ya (I the love) 'Cause all I is getting money, knockin' at the door, I'm like who is it? I tell ya (I the love)
I wanted the money, and wanted the Wanted them bitches that wanted the That the molly and that wanted the weed I walk in the building get in the club Love in the streets, bitch it's Meek Them niggas was I love what they was 'cause all of that was my motivation Now I got the paper and what whaty It is what it is, at me now Living the in the fucking EO Niggas that hate me still come to my Shawty ain't ready to up my wrist, give a fuck about gold Straight to the and back to the hood Where they takin' that money, we package the And we break up that money, you act like you sell you some money, hater
(I the love) 'Cause all I see is haters and money Got these 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 like Bombi, can't name nuthin I ain't do We race to on jets (yeah) From Miami, Vegas back And I did live in the same Woke up nigga what's next? Just more pile we stack Most niggas probably in debt Back Michael Jackson was moonwalkin' I'm cuttin' them checks And I'm still ? my set And they ain't love yet more money, more 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) 'Cause all I know is money Knockin' at the door, I'm like who is it? I tell ya (I the love)