Money is the root of all evil
You all niggas ain't even on my level
If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes
But how you gonna talk shit when all i have is sold out shows
All i have to do is take a step and descend
Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent
And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy
I think is something all my enemies have when they figth me.
I'm a baller, literally
That i have all the money
Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she
We all have a dream like king said about a bit of money,
All i have left is hope i suppose,
Every night i stroke hoes
For the sake of all money,this is fake yall funny
Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money
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