Money over Everything

A Boogie wit da Hoodie - Money over Everything Lyrics

Its money over everythingI put that on everythingShe held it down when I was downThat's why I still fuck with youI was in love with youYou was my ride or die bitchBaby wassup with youI could've been doing my thing from the jumpBut I gave you my everything and that didn't mean anything Now I want better thingsFuck it it's money over everythingI put that on everythingI put that on everythingPut that on everythingI put that on everythingIts money over everythingI put that on everythingI put that on everything niggaGive a fuck about no shawtyIts just me and all my homiesWhy the fuck would I be worriedI spend 30 on my rollieNigga thats Curry on my rollieKeep a backwood for my dodieShe keep acting like she know meRun it all spend it all burberryBaby Im A boogie with a bape hoodieIt ain't shit I let a nigga take from meIma take it to the fucking grave with meThey want to treat me like a slave niggaBut im going up why they hate niggaCan't see me through these Louis shades niggaI just want to get awayFirst I got to put a hundred in the safe niggaI ain't tryin' to be no fucking broke boySelling dimes for a dope boyI just want to be up on the rode doing shows all the bitches yelling oh boyGirl fuck you and that ole boyCan't believe you left me for a broke boyFuck it im done with this shitIma marry the money I need me a Rolls-RoyceShe held it down when i was downThat's why I still fuck with youI was in love with youYou was my ride or die bitchBaby wassup with youI could've been doing my thing from the jumpBut i gave you my everything and that didn'tMean anything now i want better thingsFuck it it's money over everythingI put that on everythingI put that on everythingPut that on everythingI put that on everythingIts money over everythingI put that on everythingI put that on everything niggaBefore I tried to fuck you I wish I knew that I would love youI would've never told you come throughYou shot me down so now it's fuck youYou took a 38 special well ima show you what this tag doYou pulled the trigger cause I let youWhen I shoot back I won't missThat's my word im throughI get money im coolI run it up times two and I break bread with my crewI spent 2 on my loubsI can't lose my coolLaces hang off my shoe that's how I rock my LoubsAnd if you rock with me rock with me I could be honestly popping these bitches in line for meIm rocking balmain jeansThey more than 14 a pieceIf you see what seen you might turn M.O.EShe held it down when I was downThat's why I still fuck with youI was in love with youYou was my ride or die bitchBaby wassup with youI could've been doing my thing from the jumpBut I gave you my everything and that didn'tMean anything now i want better thingsFuck it it's money over everythingI put that on everythingI put that on everythingPut that on everythingI put that on everythingFuck it Its money over everythingI put that on everythingI put that on everything nigga