Root of All Evil

[Verse 1: AK] Motivated, just by the smell of money Taking my niggas out the hood make sure they never bummin Taking your bitches out your arms with the killer swag Seeing that most you niggas fake now I don't feel as bad Finna spazz, N.E.R.D. on the beat Hope my nigga CP, don't mind me RIPing this beat Take you down to the ghettos to the streets Them creators like geppetto in the kitchen cooking heat Quit the bitchin my nigga and get some more cash Don't stop stackin' till the storm is on your forecast Hit the strip club throw it all on a ho’s ass They tell you "why?", tell em don't ask, nigga [Hook] Stack them dollars till you can't stack up no more, nigga Tell yourself that you're gonna get it, get up and go Stack them dollars till you can't stack up no more, nigga Tell yourself that you're gonna get it, get up and go [Verse 2: Issa Dash] Okay I'm stackin paper, get high like them scrapers, Two blunts now I make like the tater Two bitches in the back, entertainers How you getting laid with no paper? But you don't hear me though Elevated high when I'm off that dro Got that low three double 0 for the oh, Sour Diesel puffin on that heavy smoke Say I’m on my shit, prophetic it’s when you hear me spit Psychedelic kid when I'm off that hit And the LS chick and a couple bong rips Keep your circle tight, bitches out here, yea them niggas gon' bite Never see clanly so with the tray by me Lay a demon down only use one round get down But I ain't no killer, promise I blow go get them sinners Count my figures in a circle of the winners To my summers and my winters and there's only gods with us Count stacks laid back, where my herbs at? ?It was the finest a lot I'mma burn that? ?There's no drug here, go learn that? ?Get upon shit, nigga, like nigga work promises? So pot that medicine, got that remedy for the medicine Here another nation, liberation From the late month for me is I'm blessed like a mason Psycho like I'm Jason and I’m chasing all the richest big faces Live life elevated, Neo from the matrix, nigga I'm faded [Hook] [Verse 3: AK] Uh, elevated and that's an understatement Work by the power of Satan, addicted to the payments We all sinners, nigga no one is perfect, We all winners I just happened to surface The root to evil, dollars consuming people People consuming dollars, like God there is no equal They good they miles away, so timeless pay get on our race I’m to say, ridin for your honor, nigga crime pays The time say this ass slipping down the hour glass No room for error in this era of the first class Gotta adapt or get trapped, stack and get off of the mat Nigga fuck them bitches, chase your goals, get them riches