[Intro]
Ayy bro, is that Jambo?

[Chorus]
For money, these n***as turn to killers
Money is the root of all evil
For money, these n***as sell they soul
I'm tryna dodge the main reaper
It's a drought on real n***as
I don't think loyalty exist no more
It's a drought on real n***as
Can't wait to see the opps, sometimes we just wish on war

[Verse]
Shit, I'm done fishing now
I had caught too much fake shit
I'm done fishing now
I reeled in too much fake fish
This come from the brain, I'm writing, still got a bunch of paper on me
Gotta take my homies everywhere I go before they take my homies
12 asked me 'bout a murder Ion know none 'bout, ya dig
Ay, my name in shootouts, MPD say it's five or six
I'ma walk down on one, I can't be shooting up houses and bricks
I'ma walk down on one, you ain't gotta worry 'bout your block getting hit
Two thousand dollar shoes, we grew up on sharing kicks
We had to make it work, some pair we couldn't even fit
Ain't seen my dawg in seven years, I thought about Vick
They didn't picutre this, even if they was photographers
I'ma grown man so call me astronaut kid
Once a bitch, always a bitch, you ain't got real
Big Balenciaga, 50 grand in my pockets
I fuck with n***as out that six and that nine like Tekashi
Ay, tell the opps that it's too late for 'em to cop out
Ay, can't dap me up, everywhere we had shootouts
Ay, I thought I just seen a demon
N***as my sons, Pheonix
I got new drip, this probably came from England
She probably came from England
My main bitch learning English
.9 on me like I'm Gilbert, club or arena
Left my last hoe in the books, cause the sad thing, I couldn't read her
[Chorus]
For money, these n***as turn to killers
Money is the root of all evil
For money, these n***as sell they soul
I'm tryna dodge the main reaper
It's a drought on real n***as
I don't think loyalty exist no more
It's a drought on real n***as
Can't wait to see the opps, sometimes we just wish on war