Money Fetish

Yeah I fell in love with the money Uhhh hhh Uhh uhhh I fell in love with the money She fell in love with the vibe Countin money a helluva high Smoking gas got smoke in my eyes Im on track and chasing my goals I'm the realest I gave em the mold Be the ones that you love that do you wrong Prolly leave ya ass out in the cold Count the money a wonderful feeling From the bottom we reach for the ceiling For the stars I know they appealing Hella broads they come from the city I ain't got time to talk bout the pity Get the money I need every penny Had a hardaway ain't talking bout penny Heard he got shot in his back like he Ricky Hang in the jungle where snakes always slither He stuck with that persona know it don't fit him If the stars don't align we still gone go get it A'int talking traffics stops i'm trynna get the ticket I'm going hard from the start til the finish They think imma quit ain't no way i diminish Want my money long til my money be plenty Ain't playing with these niggas Ain't playing with these bitches I fell in love with the money She fell in love with the vibe Countin money a helluva high Smoking gas got smoke in my eyes I'm on track and chasing my goals I'm the realest I gave em the mold Be the ones that you love that do you wrong Prolly leave ya ass out in the cold