Why (feat. M.O.B Made Of Black)

Ussh Hahah yeaheahaha Gang gang Eh Yeahahaha haha yeah Uhuhuhqh gang Gang gang, Eh Why you tripping on me?, why you wanna be around me? Tell me what ya looking for? Money gain my heart, money ran away Money is what I'm looking for, searching for all night along Marijuana said she wanna be my darling, darling You know you're my darling, I don't know nothing I'm just doing my things, tryna make new things And it turning to good things All the beautiful things in life is nothing Yeah, yeah, yeah, why, why? Why, why? I'm getting high, high Something running in my brain I'm gettin' high high Oh why why, why why? Something running in my brain I'm gettin' high, i'm gettin' high I'm gettin' high Bitch I ain't handsome, but am dating the sexiest thing on earth I f*ck with money, after that it makes me f*ck the sexiest You ain't gotta act so real with me, if you are you ain't to tell And going more than silent, now after I bought a beast spec A lil bit after business, he started acting different Told him nigga chill the money, lil we gon' run up more sacks I knew he ain't feeling that, the money too much for him He so stupid to think the thousand too long for him But I was going but now I'm back I stand on my feet cause i really see nobody I can't really see nobody, I don't really need nobody F*ck everybody, thuggin in the street Just for making money, just for making money Money money, make me money Money yeah, ehn gang gang