I see the things The evil money brings I swear it's a disease That goes round and round and like sirens And wanna bury me Why? Cause I'm everything I it's like a disease That round and round and round like sirens
Money, pussy, You pussy after all Money, pussy, You pussy not at all Get in them I had a I had it all I up and really had it all
The three leading killers of you Is the shit most appealing to you niggas Even I fell to it, your pride don't let you do it The lies get you through it Money, pussy, alcohol, what a cocktail Fronted my brick over oxtails and ran with it Dope is like a street The addiction, both you and me, now take a Every car got a fleet, every broad get a Every sparkle in the club wasn't ours, we compete minds, poor decision makers No reward, then the risk you taking? New bitch I been fucking might a rap war unveil it yet, can't tell it yet Defense wins Bill Belichick These hoes having numbers, niggas better check
Money, pussy, You pussy after all Money, pussy, You pussy not at all Get in drawers I had a I had it all I up and really had it all
Shout out my bitches fucking niggas That like Bamas with guaranteed contracts Yeah, I see your vision, of prison visits Now the Major League's where you're You and hot, so why not? The dealers is washed, the money is dry, so take best shot We can't judge you we ain't hug you We you off to other hoods and let them niggas fuck you For real, we made you watch afar Even talked down on you, tryna dim your Until we them foreign cars pull up And watch pick you up And then we realized we a diamond in the rough So, make us proud, it count Until you learn to love 'em, make 'em no amount Make 'em dig deeper to keep ya, knowing you it Take advantage of it when worth it Real bitches it
Money, pussy, You niggas pussy all Money, pussy, You pussy not at all Get in drawers I had a I had it all I woke up and had it all
I've been watching all you real I done see more won't you will niggas Take a swing, a chain your mind, go insane I'm in the club, you in the too I got money, you got too You think honey dew Whispering in my ear a hunny do Eyeballing every bottle we running through Trying to near, nigga damn near Pushing bitches out the way to here It's no pictures, now you in feelings I'm a real dope boy, no stranger Bruised ego, Henny-induced bag niggas, all of a sudden Ninos I cancel all of you for G money I get it for quarter ki money, for real
Money, pussy, You niggas after all Money, pussy, You pussy not at all Get in drawers I had a I had it all I up and really had it all