For the Love of Money (feat. Jill Scott, Jon Connor and Anderson .Paak)

[Jill Scott]

For the love of money

For the love of money

For the love of money

It's beautiful outside

Looks like it's raining money, mane

It's beautiful outside

Looks like it's raining money, mane

[Jon Connor]

Say: What's up

To the broke nigga at the rich party (Woo!)

Who the fuck let this nigga in?

Do it look like I give a fuck? Sorry (Yeah!)

Looking at these hoes

And they gold digger gorgeous tryna get me (Woo!)

I run game on a bitch

And one Mississippi, two Mississippi (Yeah!)

Flint nigga in the spot

'til they pop one and the cops come like (Woo!)

Mothafuckas own a shotgun

Like a pop gun and they ready like (Yeah!)

Civic good nigga

I'm a Northside nigga 'til I'm gone (Woo!)

Do it for the ones in the hood

Like Connor gon' put the city on (Wait!)

Fuck that shit, nigga, fuck that shit, go

Live for my hood, look this for my block

Ride for the hood, gotta spit it like Pac

I ain't got shit but I still feel good

Nigga can't take what a nigga don't got

Go hard in the paint, you can tell 'em post up

Homie in the hood like: Let me hold something

Your mans in the hood talking all that shit

When they ran up on him lil' buddy froze up

All they be talkin' but ain't saying nothing

Niggas be talking that ain't what they want

Ain't no fake shit around here

Cause my nigga my city is really as real as the fuck

I be killing this shit, I ain't giving a fuck

You laugh at a bitch, she get hid in the trunk

You think this sound crazy, that's how I grew up

So this for my people who still in the cut

[Jill Scott]

Want that, need that

Root of all evil, mane, oh (get it, get it, I said)

I want that, need that

Root of all evil, mane, oh

[Dr. Dre]

Say what's up to the nigga

Wearing all black at the white party (Woo!)

And I'm looking like I don't give a fuck

That's just how I get down nigga, sorry (Yeah!)

And I'm looking like I don't play no games

Nah, nigga don't try me (Woo!)

Been that nigga that's spitting that

Paid dues like a motherfuckin' hobby (Yeah!)

If you're on that bullshit nigga

Better fly that shit right by me (Woo!)

Came from the bottom of this bitch

And made it out of that shit and that's why we (Yeah!)

On top of this motherfuckin' world

Damn, look at that body (Woo!)

She come along with the territories

Turn around, move it for me (Yeah!)

Bend it over, end of story

[Dr. Dre & Anderson. Paak]

Seems like chasing paper's what's important to you

Got a relationship with that money

But that bitch will never be faithful to you

Even though I know she knows she crazy

Please just let it go, seize, no saving you

Ride, ride 'til the motherfuckin' wheels fall off in this bitch

But we can do it for the love

But I'm never stopping my poppin'

These numbers don't lie, but your love is superficial

It's the simple shit you need to pay attention to

[Jill Scott]

Want that, need that

Root of all evil, mane, oh (get it, get, I said)

I want that, need that

Root of all evil, mane, oh

It's beautiful outside

Looks like it's raining money, mane

It's beautiful outside

Looks like it's raining money, mane

Want that, need that

Root of all evil, mane, oh (get it, get, I said)

I want that, need that

Root of all evil, mane