Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, what they do
The love of money is the root of all evil
But for some reason, man, they willing to do anything to get this dollar bill, man
Yo, yo, but I gotta tell him like this, man
What they do for the money
Yeah, yeah, what they do do for the money
Yeah, yeah, what they do do for the money
Yeah, yeah, what they do do for the money
One for the money, two for the dough, three cause I'm poor, what's the dough four?
Paying bills, eating, trying to live, putting food in the crib, viewing my ribs
Kids wanting private school, life's so cruel, dying in the schools
Kids got Glocks, teachers got gats, blastin in class tryna get cash
Principal shot, sent him to the nurse, nurse, now he's been cursed, rotting in the hearse, hearse
Woo the evil love for the greens, rugged Jordan, kill for your jeans
Fiend for the crumbs, grabbing their guns, walking down the hill
Living on the run, need a house of praise, dollars in these days
Bosses getting blamed, daughters need to pray, rah
What they do for the money
Yeah, yeah, what they do do for the money
Yeah, yeah, what they do do for the money
What they do do for the money
They used to rob, rob from the rich, then they gave, gave, gave to the poor
Now they rob, rob from the poor, to give the, give the rich some more
Gold for the snitch, gold digging chicks, rappers even selling souls for the chips
Holding the grip, nose to the clip, Tash, gotta show em, show em how it gets
I been homeless, man, sleeping, sleeping on the corner, man
Hungry like Jeffrey, Jeffrey Dahmer, man, in a little baby orphanage
Almost backspace delete myself, I was only feeding into my death
I ain't one to be repeating myself, repeating myself, repeating myself
Repeating myself, repeating myself, I ain't one to be repeating myself
What they do for the money
Yeah, what they do do for the, for the money
Yeah, yeah, what they do do for the, for the money
What they do for the money
What they do for the money
Yeah, yeah, what they do do for the, for the money
Yeah, yeah, what they do do for the, for the money
Yeah, yeah, what they do do for the, for the money
Yeah, yeah, only, only breath for the king
Gotta keep a, keep a mic in my hand
Ice is the vein, Christ is the name
I don't need the devil's diamonds, man
Had this one man, hotter than flames
Like some brutain, lighting my brain
Cheatin' with a chain, streamin' from my chain
Stripes, bloodstains, flowin' through my veins
I'ma get a fireman, put her out like a fireman
In the ghetto where they firin'
Arms in the mail, cryin' to a man
Y'all with the wires in, even with the M9 in your hand
Never do what they do, like a prostitute
Girl, be alive again, rawr
Outro
David Morch
O/B/O DistroKid