Rome Streetz - Blood All Over The Money lyrics

They love me, they murder for me
Bitches get naked for me
Niggas caught bids they be home in nev-uary
Prized possession, can't take me when
You dead and buried
Keep me around, look out you see jealousy
Hate and envy
In all forms, used to run around with Eddie
He was eating heavy he linked up
With Tre and put him on
Couple months go by Eddie up
Yeah he holding cheese
Tre got bread but feel like he ain't
Eating how he supposed to be
Eddie showed Tre something only
A close homie see
Keep ya stash spot to yourself
That's how it's supposed to be
The shit that happened next I swear to
God it hurt my soul to see
Tre shot Eddie and blew his
Brains all over me the game ugly
That's how I got the name "Blood Money"
Niggas will kill they best friend all
For the love of me

Never get enough spend your
Whole life chasing me
The reason Markie's in the wheelchair
He was living dangerously
Got shot in the back tryna rob the Bodega
And went to jail paralyzed over
A green piece of paper
The father of crime, it's desperate times
You either broke wishing that
You could press rewind
Or up and rich cause you invested wise
"In god we trust" tatted on my
Skin yeah you know this shit
Pregnant bitches pass me to the dope
Man just to get a hit
With not an ounce of remorse felt
He gon' sell it cause if not
She gon' cop from somebody else money come
Money go rich or poor they lust for cash
Treat me like I'm everything
Or throw me on a strippers ass
Be with your favorite rapper while he
Out here tricking on these hoes buying blow
Living foul telling his baby mom he broke
Fronting like he out here hustling
But he son he really owe
Over me them other side niggas
Plotting to slit his throat