Love Of The Money

[Hook: J. $tash] [X2] I ain't never had a job, but you know I put in work Got that three for the five, hit me if you need that work I'm finessin' all the time, bitch you know I put in work For a couple dollar bills, in the club she'll twerk [X4] For the love of the money [Verse 1: $ean] First you get the money and the power Then you get the bitches, then you fuck 'em by the hour I don't trust no ho, in my True Religion britches Gucci's on my feet, yeah you know just how I kick it Ship the work through Michigan, higher than a bitch again Oh she on my dick again, you pitching five, I'm pitching ten I ain't Fat Trel, but a nigga on some slutty shit I ain't with that Cudi shit, I ain't with that buddy shit Tryna' bust my nut, then I tell her get from 'round me bitch I ain't on no lovey shit, stay up on some money shit All these bricks on me, you could call a nigga backboard Stash four hundred K, and I do this everyday [Hook] [Verse 2: J. $tash] Ok, for the love of the dough I be kickin' down your door Give me the trees, give me the ? Give me the lean, I'ma feign for the green Been trappin' since I was like sixteen Weighing up work on a triple beam, that scale man all these drugs ? I get it over night, seal it up tight Drop the ? up in my ? Trappin' trappin' trappin' trappin' all day and night Tryna' get my shit together, tryna' live a better life Man I been trappin' trappin' trappin' all day and night Tryna' get my shit together, tryna' live a better life [Hook]