[Intro]
It's money over everything
I put that on everything

[Chorus]
She held it down when I was down
That's why I still fuck with you (Fuck with you)
I was in love with you
You was my ride or die bitch
Baby, what's up 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
Fuck it, it's money over everything
I put that on everything (Everything)
I put that on everything
Put that on everything (Everything)
I put that on everything
It's money over everything
I put that on everything
I put that on everything, n***a

[Verse 1]
Give a fuck about no shawty
It's just me and all my homies
Why the fuck would I be worried
I spend thirty on my Rollie
N***a, that's 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, I'm A Boogie with a BAPE hoodie
It ain't shit I let a n***a take from me
I'ma take it to the fucking grave with me
They want to treat me like a slave n***a
But I'm going up why they hate, n***a
Can't see me through these Louis shades, n***a
I just want to get away
First I got to put a hundred in the safe, n***a
I ain't tryin' to be no fucking broke boy
Selling dimes for a dope boy
I just want to be up on the road doing shows all the bitches yelling "Oh, boy"
Girl fuck you and that ol' boy
Can't believe you left me for a broke boy
Fuck it, I'm done with this shit
I'ma marry the money, I need me a Rolls-Royce
[Chorus]
She held it down when I was down
That's why I still fuck with you (Fuck with you)
I was in love with you
You was my ride or die bitch
Baby, what's up 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
Fuck 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
It's money over everything
I put that on everything
I put that on everything, n***a

[Verse 2]
Before I tried to fuck 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 fuck you
You took a 38 special well I'ma show you what this TEC do
You pulled the trigger cause I let you
When I shoot back I won't miss
That's my word I'm through
I get money I'm 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
I'm rocking Balmain jeans
They more than 14 a piece
If you seen what I seen you might turn M.O.E
[Chorus]
She held it down when I was down
That's why I still fuck with you
I was in love with you
You was my ride or die bitch
Baby, what's up 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
Fuck it, it's money over everything
I put that on everything (On everything)
I put that on everything
Put that on everything (On everything)
I put that on everything
It's money over everything
I put that on everything
I put that on everything, n***a (N***a)