Love of Money (Intro)

For the love of the money, these niggas switch up on they men For the love of the money, I'll have you thinkin' I'm your friend Smilin' in your face, while my niggas spinnin Blood cousin with it riding Not my homie that's my twin Uncle tweakin' off the boat like, where we at, where we at If I want your shit, it's mine, nigga Got no choice but to adapt Why you think I be in black The hunger for money a tentacle that's why we seem attached Uh, yeah Janky business in person, we never leave receipts paper that you never leave a tip on This rappin' just a hobby, I got options I don't even need a beat We not the same, cause these some shoes you never slip on But versus me, you see defeat Undertaker tryin' to keep the streak alive Since I lost my father, I be numb whenever people die Lookin' up the men and only see the sky Young and hungry, so they tried to feed me lies Tried to tell you niggas why y'all be surprised Call me Cole, I had no role models Pacify my demons in a section, coppin' four bottles Pressure comin' full throttle, nigga She for sure swallow, nigga When it come to fans, I bet that yours follow niggas When I kill you on your feature Knives was confiscated in my classes by the teachers Try to tell them that they robbin' round the way, uh Only link at night, these hoes don't get the time of day, uh Straight path on paper, golden child was led astray But luckily I found a way But luckily I found a way Found a way, uh I found a way First of all, we got a boss up Get the f*ck out of Maryland We gon' get this money for real Niggas out there in Texas, nigga Niggas out there in Cali, nigga, man, New York We can go anywhere, bruh, anywhere but here, man There's nothin' here for us, you know what I'm sayin You know what I'm sayin Gotta get the f*ck up outta Maryland