I get lonely I get lonely sometimes, sometimes I'm thuggin' countin' money in the mean time You can never say I never loved you Ain't shootin' in the air, tryna knock off your head Sometimes, sometimes I get lonely sometimes I be goin' crazy I been

God knows I'm trying I cannot tell who is my friend I need distance between me and them Gonna have to teach me how to love you again God knows I'm trying for you I seen man turn fool for the money one too many times I seen some girls turn their back on

Don't want your jewels, I want your drugs Don't want your money, want your love Jewels n' drugs, play that hustle Smother 'em, if you wanna be bad We know how to make that money Slap honey on a young pancake Ain't nothin' if it ain't family Yeah, it's

I believe in love I believe in love, it's all we got Without love I wouldn't believe Love has no boundaries, costs nothing to touch War makes money, cancer sleeps Curled up in my father and that means something to me Churches and dictators, politics and

I don't need a hook for this one I'm, cuckoo! My triggers is stupid, you thugs is funny My guns be, goin "eh" for the love of money Dumb, fabulous rhymer give you Luger lasagna Hula hoop, hold ya, I'll put your noodles behind ya Take your takeaway, show

(I love cheap thrills) Baby I don't need dollar bills to have fun tonight I don't need no money La la la la la la, la As long as I keep dancing It's Saturday and I won't be long I don't need no money De una lluvia de mujeres Colombia, Dominica, Moricua,

Southbound again I don't know if I'm going or leaving home Boy got to be moving Seems like the boy is bound to roam Southbound again got no money I've got no place to go That woman's with her lover boy Never want to see her face no more Every single time

Money on my mind I do it for the love I do it for I don't have No money on my mind When I go home I tend to close the door I never wanted more So sing with me

I know that's alright Hey baby, that's alright people Everyday, that's alright Oh, when we love each other Oh just feel it, feel it Oh everybody feel it God know that's alright, yes Some of us were born with money to spend Some of us were born for races

What would you do for love (uh) What would you do for love (Woohoo, woohoo) Daddy is up five AM again it's a repeated scene He's been at since ten Nine the five hours don't pay enough money He took a persephone is just getin' in Babys are hungry and