Money over Everything - A Boogie Wit da Hoodie

Its money over everything

I put that on everything

She held it down when I was down

That’s why I still fuck with you

I was in love with you

You was my ride or die bitch

Baby wassup with you

I could’ve been doing my thing from the jump

But I gave you my everything and that didn’t mean anything

Now I want better things

Fuck it it’s money over everything

I put that on everything

I put that on everything

Put that on everything

I put that on everything

Its money over everything

I put that on everything

I put that on everything nigga

Give a fuck about no shawty

Its just me and all my homies

Why the fuck would I be worried

I spend 30 on my rollie

Nigga that’s Curry on my rollie

Keep a backwood for my dodie

She keep acting like she know me

Run it all spend it all burberry

Baby I’m A boogie with a bape hoodie

It ain’t shit I let a nigga take from me

Ima take it to the fucking grave with me

They want to treat me like a slave nigga

But I’m going up why they hate nigga

Can’t see me through these Louis shades nigga

I just want to get away

First I got to put a hundred in the safe nigga

I ain’t tryin' to be no fucking broke boy

Selling dimes for a dope boy

I just want to be up on the rode doing shows all the bitches yelling oh boy

Girl fuck you and that ole boy

Can’t believe you left me for a broke boy

Fuck it I’m done with this shit

Ima marry the money I need me a Rolls-Royce

She held it down when I was down

That’s why I still fuck with you

I was in love with you

You was my ride or die bitch

Baby wassup with you

I could’ve been doing my thing from the jump

But I gave you my everything and that didn’t

Mean anything now I want better things

Fuck it it’s money over everything

I put that on everything

I put that on everything

Put that on everything

I put that on everything

Its money over everything

I put that on everything

I put that on everything nigga

Before I tried to fuck you I wish I knew that I would love you

I would’ve never told you come through

You shot me down so now it’s fuck you

You took a 38 special well ima show you what this tec do

You pulled the trigger cause I let you

When I shoot back I won’t miss

That’s my word I’m through

I get money I’m cool

I run it up times two and I break bread with my crew

I spent 2 on my loubs

I can’t lose my cool

Laces hang off my shoe that’s how I rock my Loubs

And if you rock with me rock with me I could be honestly popping these bitches

in line for me

I’m rocking balmain jeans

They more than 14 a piece

If you see what seen you might turn M.O.E

She held it down when I was down

That’s why I still fuck with you

I was in love with you

You was my ride or die bitch

Baby wassup with you

I could’ve been doing my thing from the jump

But I gave you my everything and that didn’t

Mean anything now I want better things

Fuck it it’s money over everything

I put that on everything

I put that on everything

Put that on everything

I put that on everything

Fuck it

Its money over everything

I put that on everything

I put that on everything nigga