i love gettin money homie real talk - legal or illegal just addicted to gettin money
i try so hard to survive making money nothing but money on my mind so ridiculous i'll be hustling til i die family first, i love my wife i'm so addicted
from the bottom of the barrel i'm coming up for air got my hands in so many things that's keeping me right here spending time with my family i'm fighting for my freedom y'all falling in love, i'm trying to fuck em and leave em i've got my mind on a million shawty, now let that be the reason how about i buy you a house and we just call it even? my partner told me he had a plug i couldn't believe him, cause he be lying, but this time he practice what he preaching i love to see these young niggas shine and me there eating i hate to see the young niggas testify now let that be the reason we be selling dope and thieving taking these grams around turn the hood to a video for mtv jams rappers ain't clever no more oh you forgot who i am? cause i've been boxing with uncle sam blocking in my brother's land selling dope out my mama's house almost got my mother slammed http://www.elyricsworld.com/addicted_lyrics_young_buck.html my definition of going to hell i'm addicted to money nigga
the trap bang and the set boom i'm from where niggas get shot and show off their flesh wounds i'm from where niggas get killed and whoever next to em and bitches fight at the funeral trying to get next to them he let the x do him a small pill got em all killed how they own supply, they never knew em just heard the gunfire lost in the money and i can't find my way out, it won't work she complains when i stay out i can't leave, one move, i boom the yay out. and fuck the other baby-daddies and what they about pregnant bitch, mane, call the police on me you can have the baby just can't have me shawty i guess it's me and this paper and bitch i'm cool with it you gotta lose it just to find out what to do with it you gotta use it just to find out how two did it i still do it and dunn it addicted to money, it's buck