FYM (Rock Mafia Remix)

Let me hear from the top

I got drugs if you need 'em (uh)
Open air for you to breathe in (yup)
I'll share my covers if you wanna sleep
I guess we're both pretty lucky
In a world of disaster
I got more good than I asked for
I'll take this high any day of the week
'Cause I got love instead of money

I got love instead of money
I got love instead, I got love, love
I got love

I got love, fuck your money
(Woo, uh)
I got love, fuck your money (Ye, ye, ye, ye, ye)
(Taylor's)
I got love, fuck your money
(Yeah)

Why are we stuck on the surface?
Let's go back to the basics
There's so much beyond what we see
What I know's not a secret
One day, you'll wake up and realize
If you're true to your heart, you'll be flying (yup)
Wings hold your power and now you are free
I got love instead of money

I got love instead of money
I got love instead, I got love, love
I got love

I got love, fuck your money
(We smoking good over here)
I got love, fuck your money
(Uh)
I got love, fuck your money

Uh
I will always be the type to love my life
The money never lead me right where I'm supposed to be
Breaking down the dopest tree
These rappers like 2 groceries
What am I supposed to eat?
I'm smoking weed, you posed to leave
Overseas, boats and PJ's
Blue skies, all a nigga seeing these days
So high, really got a need for these shades
You and I, true for life, do or die
Newer rides, suicides, lose your guide
Too much pride

This shit is priceless, I figured it out (hahahahah, uh)
Together, there's nothing to worry about (yup, yup)
As long as we're honest, we're both good to go (you already know)
There's something about me I think you should know (uh, uh)

I got love instead of money (yup)
I got love instead, I got love, love
(That's all we do)
I got love

I got love, fuck your money
You can hit this part with a melody
(Uh, Taylor's, yup)
I got love, fuck your money
(Yup)
I got love, fuck your money