Money Man, BC Jroc - Louisville, KY lyrics

Money be the root of all evil
But a nigga never had it
How da fuck da hate become so
Strong when we wasn even braggin'
How you get all these bags up to the
Top you had to use a wagon
And drink it like the spit when it
Get hot just like this shit
Can't afford another flag up on a
Play we gotta press the static
Shawty pulled up hittin' on that
Carpet like her name Aladdin
I can never cross my brothers out
Cause all you got is family
Shawty said we nothin' but
I hope you keep that pistol dat you
Posted cuz it gon' come in handy

So much green behind the fence you tryna book
I might spaz out like I'm stanley
I told her I can't come back to
Your city unless them niggas payin' me
Everybody moving on one accord just
Like a nigga planned it
Hit the blick until that bitch get
Empty we don't do no jammin'
I used to hit the block and beat
Dat pack I'm talkin' single handed
Now it's makin' sense to a lil
Nigga cause we really gettin' it

I'ma keep that blick on me fo sho'
Cause I can't be a victim
I just spent a duffel buying
Brand new sticks and ammunition
Had to cut that lil bitch off she
Was hardheaded and she ain't wanna listen
Have to keep that FN, five
Or nine incase I got an issue
Most of these niggas only come
Around when it's beneficial
That shit gonna make you stronger
If it don't kill you
If you ain't never had to sell no
Bags they probably won't feel you
Feel like they turned they back on me
I got major distributors dropping bands on me
Cross a nigga over like Lamelo
They took buddy soul
We gon' get these millions we can't
Let nobody stop our goals
Streets they turned me evil I'm tryna
Stop the demon from takin' controlling
Niggas guardin' the traphouse they up
All night they on patrol
Countin' 100k while lil Cyrus
Watchin' Paw Patrol
I just made another quarter mil
From sellin' my wardrobe
Me and JRoc at the warehouse
Sortin' through a truckload