She want me to love her
(Yeah, Yeah)
She want me to love her
(Yeah, Yeah)
She want me to love her
She don't know love's an illusion
Gave her all my love and
In the end I'm the one losing
Fell in love with money yeah
These hundreds they could prove it
If it was an option yeah
The money's what I'm choosing (Yeah)
Said the money's what I'm choosing
(The money's what I'm choosing)
(Yeah, yeah)
She my Mona Lisa yeah
She treat me like I'm Van Gogh
Type to take the shorty out
From Bev Hills out to the bando
She want all my lovin'
Cause I gave her a lil sample
We don't get to talking yeah
I made her an example
Lately I been smoking out the pound
I'm grabbing handfuls
Trap house move like water
Yeah we made it instrumental
Bought that bitch a bag
I treat her pussy like a rental
I'm in and out her mouth more
Than the man doing her dental
We just get to f*cking
I don't see none of her temper
(Yeah yeah)
Demons in my head
I can't escape they in my mental
(Yeah)
She want me to love her
She don't know love's an illusion
Gave her all my love and
In the end I'm the one losing
Fell in love with money yeah
These hundreds they could prove it
If it was an option yeah
The money's what I'm choosing
If you is my opp might
F*ck the bitch that you in love with
Innocent lil mama introduced her to this drug shit
She said she don't smoke but
When she with me she be puffing
Sipping purple mud
Mix up Sprite with Robitussin
I can't go to sleep
I'm way too turnt up off the substance
I can't go to sleep
Watch me turn nothing into something
Late nights I was hustling
I wasn't at the function
If I ain't making money
Then I'm probably self-destructing
I was in my feelings last week bitch I'm in my bag now
Sometimes life get tough and then we gotta pull them bands out
I ain't look for love but then
We found it at the traphouse
Bundles of these stacks
I fell in love with all this cash how
She want me to love her
She don't know love's an illusion
Gave her all my love and
In the end I'm the one losing
Fell in love with money yeah
These hundreds they could prove it
If it was an option yeah
The money's what I'm choosing (Yeah)
Said the money's what I'm choosing (Yeah Yeah)
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She want me to love her
(Yeah, Yeah)
She want me to love her
(Yeah, Yeah)
She want me to love her
She don't know love's an illusion
Gave her all my love and
In the end I'm the one losing
Fell in love with money yeah
These hundreds they could prove it
If it was an option yeah
The money's what I'm choosing (Yeah)
Said the money's what I'm choosing
(The money's what I'm choosing)
(Yeah, yeah)
She my Mona Lisa yeah
She treat me like I'm Van Gogh
Type to take the shorty out
From Bev Hills out to the bando
She want all my lovin'
Cause I gave her a lil sample
We don't get to talking yeah
I made her an example
Lately I been smoking out the pound
I'm grabbing handfuls
Trap house move like water
Yeah we made it instrumental
Bought that bitch a bag
I treat her pussy like a rental
I'm in and out her mouth more
Than the man doing her dental
We just get to f*cking
I don't see none of her temper
(Yeah yeah)
Demons in my head
I can't escape they in my mental
(Yeah)
She want me to love her
She don't know love's an illusion
Gave her all my love and
In the end I'm the one losing
Fell in love with money yeah
These hundreds they could prove it
If it was an option yeah
The money's what I'm choosing
If you is my opp might
F*ck the bitch that you in love with
Innocent lil mama introduced her to this drug shit
She said she don't smoke but
When she with me she be puffing
Sipping purple mud
Mix up Sprite with Robitussin
I can't go to sleep
I'm way too turnt up off the substance
I can't go to sleep
Watch me turn nothing into something
Late nights I was hustling
I wasn't at the function
If I ain't making money
Then I'm probably self-destructing
I was in my feelings last week bitch I'm in my bag now
Sometimes life get tough and then we gotta pull them bands out
I ain't look for love but then
We found it at the traphouse
Bundles of these stacks
I fell in love with all this cash how
She want me to love her
She don't know love's an illusion
Gave her all my love and
In the end I'm the one losing
Fell in love with money yeah
These hundreds they could prove it
If it was an option yeah
The money's what I'm choosing (Yeah)
Said the money's what I'm choosing (Yeah Yeah)
(Yeah, Yeah)
She want me to love her
(Yeah, Yeah)
She want me to love her
She don't know love's an illusion
Gave her all my love and
In the end I'm the one losing
Fell in love with money yeah
These hundreds they could prove it
If it was an option yeah
The money's what I'm choosing (Yeah)
Said the money's what I'm choosing
(The money's what I'm choosing)
(Yeah, yeah)
She my Mona Lisa yeah
She treat me like I'm Van Gogh
Type to take the shorty out
From Bev Hills out to the bando
She want all my lovin'
Cause I gave her a lil sample
We don't get to talking yeah
I made her an example
Lately I been smoking out the pound
I'm grabbing handfuls
Trap house move like water
Yeah we made it instrumental
Bought that bitch a bag
I treat her pussy like a rental
I'm in and out her mouth more
Than the man doing her dental
We just get to f*cking
I don't see none of her temper
(Yeah yeah)
Demons in my head
I can't escape they in my mental
(Yeah)
She want me to love her
She don't know love's an illusion
Gave her all my love and
In the end I'm the one losing
Fell in love with money yeah
These hundreds they could prove it
If it was an option yeah
The money's what I'm choosing
If you is my opp might
F*ck the bitch that you in love with
Innocent lil mama introduced her to this drug shit
She said she don't smoke but
When she with me she be puffing
Sipping purple mud
Mix up Sprite with Robitussin
I can't go to sleep
I'm way too turnt up off the substance
I can't go to sleep
Watch me turn nothing into something
Late nights I was hustling
I wasn't at the function
If I ain't making money
Then I'm probably self-destructing
I was in my feelings last week bitch I'm in my bag now
Sometimes life get tough and then we gotta pull them bands out
I ain't look for love but then
We found it at the traphouse
Bundles of these stacks
I fell in love with all this cash how
She want me to love her
She don't know love's an illusion
Gave her all my love and
In the end I'm the one losing
Fell in love with money yeah
These hundreds they could prove it
If it was an option yeah
The money's what I'm choosing (Yeah)
Said the money's what I'm choosing (Yeah Yeah)
Writer: Joseph Bagh
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