I hate funerals, I life. I when I see a whole bunch of people just crying in a funeral On fake shit. They ain't really love a nigga while was there. See I'm a type of nigga, I wanna be honest with y'all. I need the love now, if y'all motherfuckers be crying And playing minute specials when I'm gone An hour that I'm gone 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 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? Bitch I ya (I the love)
I'm a rich nigga I don't get mad, I get paper (I don't) I don't catch feelings I catch flights, that's brick (for what) For one rider at Badboy, one side These with me, don't fuck around They jump fast like off I'm to keep up on the billy Poppin' bottles and Willy I they gon' hate when I'm high But when all over they feel me If you want your love when I'm You better off just kill me 'cause I'm ball on you and I ain't talkin' about you I all y'll niggas, oh
Ten ? For your man, ho I could buy 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 city, fuck shit up, nigga then fly back
(I the love) 'Cause all I see is haters and this got these niggas Catchin' verbals and I tell ya (I the love) 'Cause all I know is getting money, at the door, I'm like who is it? I tell ya (I the love)
I the money, and wanted the love Wanted them bitches wanted the drugs That wanted the and that wanted the weed I in the building get love in the club Love in the streets, it's Meek Milly Them niggas was haters I what they was 'cause all of that was my motivation Now I got the paper and what what? It is it is, look at me now Living the in the fucking EO Niggas that hate me still to my shows Shawty ready to fuck up my wrist, give a fuck about gold Straight to the money and back to the Where takin' that 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 this Got these catchin' verbals and I tell ya (I want the love) 'Cause all I know is money at the door, I'm like who is it? Bitch I tell ya (I the love)
All the hoes gon' me And all the gon' hate too Been thrill Bombi, can't name nuthin I ain't do We race to Vegas on (yeah) From Miami, Vegas went And I did live in the night Woke up lil' what's next? Just more money pile we Most niggas probably in debt Back Michael Jackson was moonwalkin' I'm still cuttin' them And I'm still ? my set And they showin' love yet It's more money, more power 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 at the door, I'm like who is it? Bitch I tell ya (I the love)