Meek Mill Love of Money song lyrics

And I done see these bitches do it all for the paper

And I done see this paper turn my dog to a hater

For the love of the money, the love of the dough

For the love of the money, them hoes fucking for sure

And I know, And I know

Who said that money isn't everything?

Whoever told you that they a damn liar

Cause all this money, it can buy you everything

I don't know nothing that money can't buy

I ain't never sinned, I ain't ever crossed over

Gotta go to Panama, I don't want it chopped up

Everywhere I go I'm pulling up burners

The first to get the money, drop some, murder something

Defend this code, the feds all delivering

Yeah, I fuck with Papi, but no, I ain't Dominican

For the love of dividends, spin around the block

I let them know I got it cause he out there round the clock

In the projects jewelry mean you made it

And the body might get you famous

And the key might get you stopped

Fuck with me, I might get you opp

It's no apology, nigga, it's criminology, nigga

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And I ain't never jealous, and I don't get emotional

Its all about familia, I do what I'm supposed to do

Talking up boutique sales, tying up the loose ends

Know me from the project, They used to go "yo who that"?

Copped all my mixtapes, you tryna roll up

You heard I was moving shit, wait a second, hold up

Be careful what you say, They tryna get inside, the phones, they got ears

They also got eyes, you know

You break it down and you get a watch

Be breaking down and we get them blocks

Cause if you play around getting guap

We gonna lay you down, get a mop

We sigh, we grind and we here

No, everywhere, every day, ever route

Every smoke that we light and it's on

Lets Go

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