Love’s Gonna Save the Day lyrics

[Verse 1:]
I started kicking in doors just for the money
Trap off the bando just for money
Stick em up stick em up just for money
Yo n*gga didn't understand nothing but money
Give them hell migos migos
When i woke up this morning i told myself i had to get some money
[Hey man I had this crazy ass dream last night]
I can't hang with you joe bonus
Cause you know that's not making me no money
Can't hang with that broke sh*t
I had to cut that b*tch off god damn all she wanted was some money
(You know i hate that gold digging ass b*tch)
I can't hang with all my homies cause they handouts for money
I started kicking in doors just for the money
Trap off the bando just for money
Stick em up stick em up just for money
Yo n*gga didn't understand nothing but money
Now that i up, these hoes so easy to f*ck
They after my bucks
I didn't buy anything but one pair of chucks
I'm in the jungle i'm for the knife
Hit em with the chopper knock a n*gga off
They do it for the money cause they know i'm the boss
My n*ggas bad they bad pull up with missiles and sawdust
We got the green like Boston play with that kid like Angela Sauston?
Smoking on cookie and coughing you'll think that somebody got prisoned or coffined
Heroin blacken like coffee (black) hogging that sh*t then we off ‘em
Look at yo b*tch look at lil mama stalking
She wit me now you can stop all the calling
Play with that water like i was a dolphin
We missing now don't get piece of that almond
You want this sh*t n*gga stop stalling
Free me n*gga all set so we can get the balling
[Chorus:]
When i woke up this morning yeah i told myself i had to get some money
(I had this crazy ass dream last night)
I can't hang with you joe bonus Cause you that's not making me no money
Can't hang with that broke sh*t
I had to cut that b*tch off god damn all she wanted was some money
You know i hate that gold digging ass b*tch
I can't hang with all my homies cause they handouts asking for some money

[Verse 2:]
n*ggas be asking for some money they thinking it’s funny i don't give em nothing
You n*ggas ain’t buckin and no i ain’t frontin you thinking it’s we banana clip for money
It’s 2015 and my double come money You laughing right now but fast sh*t gon’ get ugly
Tell them it's a bread and payback is nothing
Get finger for life but they don't give him no budget
Smoking on Cookies, the cookie jar musty
Treat the blunt like teddy bears n i stuff it
You talk to a cop you get gwap and cuff it
b*tch ass police nowadays they gon’ buss it
Then i’m back and again, all about the benjamins
I'm a human being so forgive me if i sin
I done been broke before I ain’t gone back no mo’
I ain’t come this far to fall off the pedestal
I done took a walk n walk down to Texaco
Talk a chico finesse him for oregano
Do what n suppose u can't knock up a hoe when u betta no friend or foe
Dem monts in ma pockets on sloppy joe
Christian Louboutin spikes on my tippy toe
Brake the wall out my name is Chris Jericho
n*ggas my shootin’s affecting these pus*y cone
U can talk like i’m Eddie Goboro
My n*gga they ridin round selling marshmallows
Nowadays n*ggas call me Marshal
It’s the way i got them Seahawks flying from Seattle
I got stuck in the Atlantic ocean canoe but a n*gga got no pad to paddle
Momma told me stay away from those snakes you can hear em come by the way that they rattle
[Chorus]