A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie - Money Over Everything lyrics

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Its money over everything

I put that on everything



She held it down when I was down

That's why I still f**k 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

f**k 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 f**k about no shawty

Its just me and all my homies

Why the f**k would I be worried

I spend 30 on my rollie

Nigga thats 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 Im A boogie with a bape hoodie

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

Ima take it to the f**king grave with me

They want to treat me like a slave nigga

But im 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 f**king 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 f**k you and that ole boy

Can't believe you left me for a broke boy

f**k it im 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 f**k 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

f**k 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 f**k 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 f**k you

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

You pulled the trigger cause I let you

When I shoot back I won't miss

That's my word im through

I get money im 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

Im 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 f**k 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

f**k 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

f**k it Its money over everything

I put that on everything

I put that on everything nigga
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