Stevie Bucks - Money Be the Motive lyrics

[Verse 1: Stevie Bucks] And when it comes to raps you know you have to feel me Say the good die young, so they have to k** me And imagine if my dukes day after pilled me But I'm still going to die when the pastor k** me Ok, back to the facts how the cash appeal me Got a lot of bad habits but the hash will heal me Got a lot of bad habits cause the cash appeal me And its money over everything, the cash will k** me And who, Stevie Bucks be that kid on the corner And my life got me ducking jail time at the corner And I'm at a point in my life, first cla** if you try to diss me I think your b**h Judas, why she never kiss me I'm like a waitress, stay getting tipsy Get the blunt split, lick, twist turn hippy Got the work, sit bag, then turn filthy Got your b**h, on my dick like the fifth (what) Got your b**h on my dick like the fifth (n***a) Got your b**h on my dick like the fifth (what) Got your b**h on my dick like the fifth (n***a) Got your b**h on my dick like the fifth (what) [Hook: Stevie Bucks] Money be the motive All my n***as know this (x7) Money be the motive [Verse 2: Stevie Bucks] Ok, money be the motive and all my n***as know this If you f** around you get aired like showbiz I think my biggest foe is just not staying focused I got it off the streets where the beans and the dope is Police dressed as smokers Trying to zoom in focus f** it if I'm lucky get my change and say f** it though Trust it though Back to the game, how she tried to f** me But I got brains, while the feds never s**ed me And I got Polo's like the kids playing rugby And I bought that off this lady she was ugly And I got that off my n***a cause he love me I just hope, when I die, that they still thinking of me Forever (Get live, get paper, get live) [Hook: Stevie Bucks]