Love Of The Money by Nelz j Lyrics
(Yeah)
She said get up and leave
So I said that’s fine by me
Quick to hold an L when you wear your heart up on your sleeve
And these b*tches gone be b*tches
And n*ggas ain’t shit to me
Rather chase a bag
Where we livin ain’t really free
N I spend all my time on the rode n
Prolly hitting ahunnit like I ain’t sober
Pistold up with the blivky like ima soldier
I dare a n*gga try me it’s game over n*gga it ain’t over
Chip up on shoulder mama ain’t sober
Money wasn’t coming in I promised that I owed her
F*cked up a bag for all the pain that it caused ya (x2) (yea)
Momma I hope that you ready
We gone turn whatever went down into confetti
N to my brothers swear I lovem we was in the same belly
When ya ready I’ll be ready swear this shit can get deadly
(Sh*t can get deadly, when you’re ready I’ll be ready, shit can get deadly)
(deadly)
(Yea x3)
For the love of the money Everybody hates
But this a marathon man this ain’t a race
Can’t the those typa n*ggas that laugh in your face
N be the same n*ggas that don’t find a way
F*cked up
Yea I swear you got me f*cked up
Pure scrub
I ain’t tryna blow yah cover
Stop with all the cap’n you n*ggas is undercovers
In god I trust I don’t put nothing above’m
(Put nothing above’m x2)
(Yeah)
She said get up and leave
So I said that’s fine by me
Quick to hold an L when you wear your heart up on your sleeve
And these b*tches gone be b*tches
And n*ggas ain’t shit to me
Rather chase a bag
Where we livin ain’t really free
N I spend all my time on the rode n
Prolly hitting ahunnit like I ain’t sober
Pistold up with the blivky like ima soldier
I dare a n*gga try me it’s game over n*gga it ain’t over
Chip up on shoulder mama ain’t sober
Money wasn’t coming in I promised that I owed her
F*cked up a bag for all the pain that it caused ya (x2) (yea)
Momma I hope that you ready
We gone turn whatever went down into confetti
N to my brothers swear I lovem we was in the same belly
When ya ready I’ll be ready swear this shit can get deadly
She said get up and leave
So I said that’s fine by me
Quick to hold an L when you wear your heart up on your sleeve
And these b*tches gone be b*tches
And n*ggas ain’t shit to me
Rather chase a bag
Where we livin ain’t really free
N I spend all my time on the rode n
Prolly hitting ahunnit like I ain’t sober
Pistold up with the blivky like ima soldier
I dare a n*gga try me it’s game over n*gga it ain’t over
Chip up on shoulder mama ain’t sober
Money wasn’t coming in I promised that I owed her
F*cked up a bag for all the pain that it caused ya (x2) (yea)
Momma I hope that you ready
We gone turn whatever went down into confetti
N to my brothers swear I lovem we was in the same belly
When ya ready I’ll be ready swear this shit can get deadly
(Sh*t can get deadly, when you’re ready I’ll be ready, shit can get deadly)
(deadly)
(Yea x3)
For the love of the money Everybody hates
But this a marathon man this ain’t a race
Can’t the those typa n*ggas that laugh in your face
N be the same n*ggas that don’t find a way
F*cked up
Yea I swear you got me f*cked up
Pure scrub
I ain’t tryna blow yah cover
Stop with all the cap’n you n*ggas is undercovers
In god I trust I don’t put nothing above’m
(Put nothing above’m x2)
(Yeah)
She said get up and leave
So I said that’s fine by me
Quick to hold an L when you wear your heart up on your sleeve
And these b*tches gone be b*tches
And n*ggas ain’t shit to me
Rather chase a bag
Where we livin ain’t really free
N I spend all my time on the rode n
Prolly hitting ahunnit like I ain’t sober
Pistold up with the blivky like ima soldier
I dare a n*gga try me it’s game over n*gga it ain’t over
Chip up on shoulder mama ain’t sober
Money wasn’t coming in I promised that I owed her
F*cked up a bag for all the pain that it caused ya (x2) (yea)
Momma I hope that you ready
We gone turn whatever went down into confetti
N to my brothers swear I lovem we was in the same belly
When ya ready I’ll be ready swear this shit can get deadly