The Root Of All Evil - The Root Of All Evil lyrics

Homie I done seen d**h and came back So what the f** you think I'm afraid of Dis loyal n***as, I see what they made of And I don't trust a soul but the family 'Cause I heard too many people say they love me when it ain't love They ain't nothing but snakes in the gra** Me I never trust a cute face and an a** 'Cause all these b**hes simple, I can see it in they face How many of these snakes will turn fake for the cash But careful what you wish for and the karma you creating 'Cause money ain't nothing when your life get taken Ain't nobody bulletproof, the number one mistake That these motherf**ers make is thinking they ain't got replacements I bet they give up their self respect for the wealth Don't believe me homie? check for yourself 'Cause what makes you think they got respect for you When these n***as ain't even got respect for they selves I put my mama in a house before I'm in a Benz I'll die twice and come back before I get new friends n***a and I'll take my spot back on the couch Before I'll ever be a slave to the dollar amount I put my mama in a house before I'm in a Benz I'll die twice and come back before I get new friends Look and I'll take my spot back on the couch 'Cause I'll never be a slave to the money I count n***a I got em' saying where the f** you at, front to the back I got em' saying where the f** you at, where you at, front to the back Like where the f** you at, where the f** you headed n***a Nah, I don't think you get it n***a Give a f** about the money in our bank accounts 'Cause it ain't nothing if we dead my n***a I seen hell, I seen n***as sling their mama dope I seen n***as fiend for a line of coke Money make a thirsty chick hop up out her jeans Do things you only see in your dreams if you got the dough Yeah, it got these n***as acting strange They chasing the dollars, they ain't after change Nah, me and them will never be alike, we'll never be the same Now I'll never forget where my family came n***a Y'all ain't got no chain, heard if you ain't balling, you ain't got no name f** the money, 'cause I'd rather call out like Cobain With a bullet through my temple, now I got no brains Like f** em' and f** the world, you can have it dawg Y'all ain't no better, I ain't mad at y'all 'Cause I'd rather be buried in my grave Than live life like a slave f** the money, you can have it all I put my mama in a house before I'm in a Benz I'll die twice and come back before I get new friends n***a and I'll take my spot back on the couch Before I'll ever be a slave to the dollar amount I put my mama in a house before I'm in a Benz I'll die twice and come back before I get new friends Look and I'll take my spot back on the couch 'Cause I'll never be a slave to the money I count n***a I got em' saying where the f** you at, front to the back I got em' saying where the f** you at, where you at, front to the back Like where the f** you at, where the f** you headed n***a Nah, I don't think you get it n***a Give a f** about the money in our bank accounts 'Cause it ain't nothing if we dead my n***a