Trap!
Money is the root of all evil (I know it)
But nowadays fame is the sequel (I know it)
It could make em all stay or make em leave you (I know it)
Put My hand out and a nigga bit it
And even after that I tried to feed you
You went from my dawg to my biggest critic
Now I'm Mike Vick with 7 when i see you
We don't hear no see no speak no
Fame could make a nigga get evil
Money make a nigga get evil
Family make a nigga click click click
We don't hear no see no speak no
Fame could make a nigga get evil
Money make a nigga get evil
Family make a nigga click click click boom
Chopsticks for the nigga tryna pop shit
I'm locked in lock on get a locksmith
Told em going out sad never been an option
They just wanna see my name on that docket
Damn
These niggas really don't want you to win
DAMN
Nigga was in college eating noodles before I dropped out I had a meal plan
Had to soul search till my soul hurt
Niggas talk talk but i walked till my soles hurt
Shhhhhh let's keep this shit covert
Steph curry range and I'm shooting for that rover
Money make a solid nigga see through
Money make the wrong bitch leave you
Money make the right bitch please you
Treat you like a king i believe you
But see you know that
Money is the root of all evil (I know it)
But nowadays fame is the sequel (I know it)
It could make em all stay or make em leave you (I know it)
Put My hand out and a nigga bit it
And even after that I tried to feed you
You went from my dawg to my biggest critic
Now I'm Mike Vick with 7 when i see you
We don't hear no see no speak no
Fame could make a nigga get evil
Money make a nigga get evil
Family make a nigga click click click
We don't hear no see no speak no
Fame could make a nigga get evil
Money make a nigga get evil
Family make a nigga click click click boom
All them damn likes what you like
The attention get you hype
Need to go somewhere and open up yo eyes
First second third
Head on ya swerve
Pull up game proper
With yo tires on the curb
Had to get delivered like a post mates
She say i don't show her off tell i don't post mates
Text a whole book i say OK
I ain't even got time for it on a slow day
Do my dirt all by my lonely
Had cocaine at any location
If you wasn't singing like the Ojays
Woulda got away like OJ
They ain't have no case
Niggas acting like bitches well let's role play
Get in a jam switchin ya fortay
All up on the gram and flashing them throwaways
Flashing all yo jewelry just like it's a court date
Did it for the scraps
A couple double taps from some rats
Man this shit is all cap
Money is the root of all evil (I know it)
But nowadays fame is the sequel (I know it)
It could make em all stay or make em leave you (I know it)
Put My hand out and a nigga bit it
And even after that I tried to feed you
You went from my dawg to my biggest critic
Now I'm Mike Vick with 7 when i see you
We don't hear no see no speak no
Fame could make a nigga get evil
Money make a nigga get evil
Family make a nigga click click click
We don't hear no see no speak no