Money over Love
(Uh)
(HB be the gang nigga!)
I was chasin' bags of riches
Stead of baggin bitches and that shit left me all alone (alone)
But you know I had to get it
New car, had to whip it
Shit the jungle left my heart so cold (so cold)
Don't need no new friends (no new friends)
No new girlfriends (no new girlfriends)
Cause when I die imma die alone (alone)
Don't need that fake love (that fake love)
Nothing pretend (nothing pretend)
Don't take no credit cause I did it on my own (on my own)
They don't care about you (uh!)
Uh, they just wanna see you lose (uh!)
Uh, but I fell in love with them blues
Can't be broke shit I refuse
I ain't care about the rules
Posted up with the tool (bah!)
Had to bust a couple moves
They ain't give a choice to choose
They leave us dead in these streets
Can't pick up the phone the real thugs is police (brrr!)
Asking for a piece, you got the same time as me
I was chasin' bags of riches
Stead of baggin bitches and that shit left me all alone (alone)
But you know I had to get it
New car, had to whip it
Shit the jungle left my heart so cold (cold)
I don't need no new friends (no new friends)
No new girlfriends (no new girlfriends)
Cause when I die imma die alone (alone)
I Don't need that fake love (that fake love)
Nothing pretend (nothing pretend)
Don't take no credit cause I did it on my own (on my own)
Please don't take no credit, Lil bitch I done did it all (facts!)
I stayed on my grind no distractions, I won't ever fall
If it ain't about the money, don't you even think to call (brrr!)
I apologize I'm anti social I don't like to talk
Roddy Ricch (Roddy Ricch!) but I get it poppin with my bloods
I am not a crip, don't you ever think that you is safe (uh, uh)
I can get you hit, put some dollar signs up on ya head (bah! uh, uh)
You a walking lick, DJ Khaled I secure the bag (uh, brrr! uh, uh)
But won't secure a bitch
I was chasin' bags of riches
Stead of baggin bitches and that shit left me all alone (alone)
But you know I had to get it
New car, had to whip it
Shit the jungle left my heart so cold (cold)
Don't need no new friends (no new friends)
No new girlfriends (no new girlfriends)
Cause when I die imma die alone (alone)
Don't need that fake love (that fake love)
Nothing pretend (nothing pretend)
Don't take no credit cause I did it on my own (on my own)
(HB be the gang nigga!)
I was chasin' bags of riches
Stead of baggin bitches and that shit left me all alone (alone)
But you know I had to get it
New car, had to whip it
Shit the jungle left my heart so cold (so cold)
Don't need no new friends (no new friends)
No new girlfriends (no new girlfriends)
Cause when I die imma die alone (alone)
Don't need that fake love (that fake love)
Nothing pretend (nothing pretend)
Don't take no credit cause I did it on my own (on my own)
They don't care about you (uh!)
Uh, they just wanna see you lose (uh!)
Uh, but I fell in love with them blues
Can't be broke shit I refuse
I ain't care about the rules
Posted up with the tool (bah!)
Had to bust a couple moves
They ain't give a choice to choose
They leave us dead in these streets
Can't pick up the phone the real thugs is police (brrr!)
Asking for a piece, you got the same time as me
I was chasin' bags of riches
Stead of baggin bitches and that shit left me all alone (alone)
But you know I had to get it
New car, had to whip it
Shit the jungle left my heart so cold (cold)
I don't need no new friends (no new friends)
No new girlfriends (no new girlfriends)
Cause when I die imma die alone (alone)
I Don't need that fake love (that fake love)
Nothing pretend (nothing pretend)
Don't take no credit cause I did it on my own (on my own)
Please don't take no credit, Lil bitch I done did it all (facts!)
I stayed on my grind no distractions, I won't ever fall
If it ain't about the money, don't you even think to call (brrr!)
I apologize I'm anti social I don't like to talk
Roddy Ricch (Roddy Ricch!) but I get it poppin with my bloods
I am not a crip, don't you ever think that you is safe (uh, uh)
I can get you hit, put some dollar signs up on ya head (bah! uh, uh)
You a walking lick, DJ Khaled I secure the bag (uh, brrr! uh, uh)
But won't secure a bitch
I was chasin' bags of riches
Stead of baggin bitches and that shit left me all alone (alone)
But you know I had to get it
New car, had to whip it
Shit the jungle left my heart so cold (cold)
Don't need no new friends (no new friends)
No new girlfriends (no new girlfriends)
Cause when I die imma die alone (alone)
Don't need that fake love (that fake love)
Nothing pretend (nothing pretend)
Don't take no credit cause I did it on my own (on my own)
Credits
Writer(s): Jalen Mayo
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