Meek Mill For The Love Of Money Lyrics


For The Love Of Money by Meek Mill

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, I know
Who said that money isn't everything?
Whoever told you that damn, damn lie?
'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 burner phones
The money, drop some, murder some
Defend this code, the feds all delivering
Yeah, I fuck with Papi, but no, I ain't Dominican
For the love of the spend, I've been 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 they key might get you stopped
Fuck with me, I might get you whacked
It's no apology, nigga, it's criminology, nigga

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, I know
Who said that money isn't everything?
Whoever told you that damn, damn lie?
'Cause all this money, it can buy you everything
I don't know nothing that money can't buy

And I ain't never jealous, and I ain't get emotional
About familiar, I do what I'm supposed to do
Talking up boutique sales, tying up the loose ends
Know me from the project, I used to go by 'who that?'
Copped all my mixtapes, you tryna roll up
You heard I was moving shit, wait a second, hold up
They tryna get inside, the phones, they got ears
They also got eyes, you know
You break it down and you get a box
Be breaking down and we get them racks
'Cause if you play around getting guap
We gonna lay you down, get a mop
We sing, we grind and we here
No, everywhere, every day, ever route
Every smoke that we light and it's on, it's on

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, I know
Who said that money isn't everything?
Whoever told you that damn, damn lie?
'Cause all this money, it can buy you everything
I don't know nothing that money can't buy

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