You know the money don't mean nothing at all Bitches don't mean nothing at all, all I ask myself was it worth it, was it worth it You know the money don't mean nothing at all Bitches don't mean nothing at all, all I ask myself was it worth it, was it worth it
You know the money can't bring Rain back It could pay for layers, bring strings back I want the chain back I miss how we use to chill all on Bre's step And chill bring snap, you know brain That's some sisters, so for him we respect And free 'F" I have some shit on my chest No matter what we went through Hate that you calling collect I talk about you the best, you know am doing good But shit my mind, she depress, still getting high off that wack I hope God lead the steps, I die for success I still think about Ian, I still think about Jeff I just noticed the other day, is like five of us is left Still holding on, and all five of us still holding chrome I guess that street shit is in our chromosome I want the love, although I know it's gone Dave bash it for the reasons though we know it's wrong Free Malik Carter, Kay Kay won't see him still she grown
You know the money don't mean nothing at all Bitches don't mean nothing at all, all I ask myself was it worth it, was it worth it You know the money don't mean nothing at all Bitches don't mean nothing at all, all I ask myself was it worth it, was it worth it
Who remember chilling at Atmos? Or that one foot shit we be rapping, was young and misguided We never run from all our lessons, sprint and last them Polo We was just tryna feel special, lived the life like Yo-Lo And kill niggas that's disrespectful Pops wasn't in pictures, Mom she never hate us People ain't understand us, all I had was my niggas I be quick to call bitches, forget to call my lil sister Say good night and I miss her (words unclear) To be honest I never cherish it I cherish times like when I use to run on Aaron grass And Make Miss Carol piss, she'd be mad as shit Me and Mikey use to walk in Miss Liza's Split a bag a chips all on her savage shit Ain't child now, which I could have picked him up when he fell down Is 5AM and I'm thinking bout my fuck niggas (hey) Am bout to roll me up but I don't know
You know the money don't mean nothing at all Bitches don't mean nothing at all, all I ask myself was it worth it, was it worth it You know the money don't mean nothing at all Bitches don't mean nothing at all, all I ask myself was it worth it, was it worth itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
