Root Of All Evil Lyrics - #lemmeholdatbeat2 Mixtape - Trey Songz

About this money Imma teach you 

From this currency notes apparently most say fuck what's legal 

Fuck most people for the root of all evil 

It don't mater less all that matters all feeble 

Chit chattas say the nigga bitch bet another nigga gets 

at her then huis boy parts scatta 

took a soul off first put the body back in it 

Pistol back in it cause you know they jack in it 

The hood is all good as long as it crack in it 

Foul play is understood 

As long as it stacks in it government love it as long as 

Tax in it and a trap still a trap as long as we are trapped in it 

Paper un beonce We all want bask in it spin it every second 

try to get it to the last minute 

Many think if you ain't got it you ain't living 

Nowadays you ain't balling she ain't willing 

Cause if she broke as these other hoes she can't kill him 

A shoe she say you can't fill it 

If you ain't got it then cool is what you ain't feeling 

You get a lot you probably receive a hate feeling 

Young in ghetto they probably dreaming of weight Dill-in 

They heard wealth probably think they straight chilling 

Shit they got problems we cannot relate with them 

Dinner party enormous they probably ate millions 

They say fuck ya n-o fix up they face millions 

I say fuck how you feel cause money change feelings 

Now they look at you strange it aint the same feeling 

They are acting like they forgot what you can feel like you 

Work that hard to stay the same nigga 

Like they play pro Ball make the same figures 

And even though they say they are about to bring him down 

See he will always be around the same niggas just so other niggas 

Say you never change nigga accountants warn you 

still it remained an issue 

entourage rage everybody came with you 

you are responsible for 

Everybody that came with you should you lose it all 

And you gonna remain with you 

Hey get that money get you 

Hey get that money but don't let that money get you 

How about that all and all money is sick too 

Fuck rap that's money I need to get to 

This is how I am leaving this is something you need to stick too 

Hate to let it go when you never let it miss you 

Plus it compliments you I am acting like it grow on trees 

And if it did mother fucker I go rack leaves 

But contrarily the shit is at the root is probably the same trees 

They used to hang nooses 

True shit roof less for the bread roof less see my head 

money waitin on scotty when he come up out the feds 

Money a bad bitch she ain't scared 

while we outchea Say the hustle prayer 

The game shakes me or breaks me 

I hope it makes me a better man 

You kno the rest 

The world dont move with out it 

I get it I got it I need more of it 

You like I love it money talks 

Paper discussion whats up 

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