Love Of The Money

(アルバム： Bandz Can't Fold - 2020)

All for the love of this money
All for the love of this money
All for the love of this money
All for the love of this money
All for the love of this money
All for the love of this money
All for the love of this money
All for the love of this money
Why you think a young nigga hustling
All for the love of this money
These broke niggas so redundant
She know a young nigga up to something
If she fuck me then she lucky
Heard you got a gun but it stay dusty
I hit the trap house it start bubbling
What's the price lose your top like it's nothing
All for the love of the money

All for the love of the money
We was burning bridges playing with triggers
Hundred mil' I seen the vision
Nigga ain't no competition
We gone score on opposition
Plug he hit my line and he say he got a proposition
Glock 19 generation 5 the new edition
And I put the ruler in it
Might just catch your shooter slipping
We be on that bullshit like Scotty Pippin
Bitches say they love the way we living
Stack or starve make your decision
Man these niggas hate to see you winning
I been grinding money coming in consistent
For that bread baby I'ma risk it
Some of my niggas locked in detention
Five sevens gone crack his Mellon
Bitch don't like don't kill my vibe like Kendrick
She so fine I had to bend it
Ran it up nigga I ain't sweating
But some blood and tears shedded

All for the love of this money
All for the love of this money
All for the love of this money
All for the love of this money
All for the love of this money
All for the love of this money
All for the love of this money
All for the love of this money
Why you think a young nigga hustling
All for the love of this money
These broke niggas so redundant
She know a young nigga up to something
If she fuck me then she lucky
Heard you got a gun but it stay dusty
I hit the trap house it start bubbling
What's the price lose your top like it's nothing
All for the love of the money

They get a little money start acting funny
You ain't broke bread with me you ain't my buddy
A dawg gotta eat when he get hungry
Knock on the door yeah it's a junky
Traphouse jumping like it got bunnys
So much traffic I can't crash
Gotta stay on point watch out for the undies
We selling dawg food just like bumpy (Johnson)
Married to the money if I hurt you babe I'm sorry
He try me these bullets fry him up like calamari
Shoot the scenery like a visual
You told on your gang that's pitiful
Fifth lift his soul like a ritual
All this dope it can't fit on the digital
These niggas sticky like silicone
Bag on your head we gone bring it home
All these Borden's I feel like a liberal
Fuck the ho' then I give bro the give and go
She say she love how I swag
Bitch tell me something I didn't know
My youngins crazy bout that bag
I'll get you whacked for a bankroll

All for the love of this money
All for the love of this money
All for the love of this money
All for the love of this money
All for the love of this money
All for the love of this money
All for the love of this money
All for the love of this money
Why you think a young nigga hustling
All for the love of this money
These broke niggas so redundant
She know a young nigga up to something
If she fuck me then she lucky
Heard you got a gun but it stay dusty
I hit the trap house it start bubbling
What's the price lose your top like it's nothing
All for the love of the money