Young Sam - Money The Root Of All Evil lyrics
rate me(Hook)
You ain't been thru what I been thru
You ain't live thru what I live thru
Money the root of all evil, that ain't new
Money the root of all evil, that ain't new
(Verse)
These niggas selling out for that Benz coupe
They lying to they friends but tell the feds the truth
Can't switch up on my niggas that's what I won't do
Money the root of all evil, that ain't new
Bitches be wantin' that money, that ain't new
Niggas stay plottin' upon me, that ain't new
Thinkin' bout movin' my moma, to a mansion
They hating but loving my diamonds they be dancing
Invest in a weapon now I cant no chances
Quit asking me questions if you don't want the answer
Don't smile in my face if you don't really like me
These niggaz is fake I know it like I'm psychic
Don't reach for a hand shake I feel the hate
Keep them squares out yo circle my nigga let em hate
Don't reach for a hand shake I feel the hate
Keep them squares out yo circle my nigga let em hate
(Hook x2)
You ain't been thru what I been thru
You ain't live thru what I live thru
Money the root of all evil, that ain't new
Money the root of all evil, that ain't new
(Verse)
Money the root of all evil, that ain't new
Niggas be thirstin' for money, that is true
Call yo bro, but be fake, something that I can't do
Thinking bout turning this Honda to a Coupe
When the troubles appear, they disappear like magic
On yo side when you Gucci, but goin' in Versache
Put yo mind in yo grind, my nigga, don't you stop
Niggas pokin' yo game, you know they won't just stop
We comin' fresh from the block, steppin' on every cop
One phone call away, ready to drop a truck
It's like four hundid degrees because the block is hot
If you run in my crib, we bring the choppas out
I just want the power, dawg, you can have the fame
If you ain't got a billion, you can't teach the game
I just want the power, dawg, you can have the fame
If you ain't got a billion, you can't teach the game
Don't reach for one handshake, I feel the hate
Keep them squares out yo circle, my nigga, let 'em hate
Don't reach for one handshake, I feel the hate
Keep them squares out yo circle, my nigga, let 'em hate
(Hook x2)
You ain't been thru what I been thru
You ain't live thru what I live thru
Money the root of all evil, that ain't new
Money the root of all evil, that ain't new
