They say more money, more power
But whats power if your not using it right
Mo' money, Mo' hate, that's how it feel
Can't trust no one when you chasin' a mill
From the Field to ATL, but it's all the same
Mo' money, Mo' problems, stuck in the game
Mo' money, Mo' hate, that's how it feel
Can't trust no one when you chasin' a mill
From the Field to ATL, but it's all the same
Mo' money, Mo' problems, stuck in the game
Pull up bad bitches, young niggas and G's
My enemies be on my dick, they look like groupies to me
My bad, that's your girlfriend, then why she leaving with me?
We ain't dated a week but still she gave me a key
I seen your homeboy picture, man, a gram of thе three
I told him count them bands up, I gotta sell me a kеy
And even though you see me MTV Jam of the Week
I got the stupidest wrist game a nigga ever done seen
I got the kangaroo money, bout to jump off my jeans
I counted hundred thousand dollars, I was just in my teens
NBA money, nigga, this just one of my rings
You say yo niggas gettin' money, that ain't no money to me
Mo' money, Mo' hate, that's how it feel
Can't trust no one when you chasin' a mill
From the Field to ATL, but it's all the same
Mo' money, Mo' problems, stuck in the game
Mo' money, Mo' hate, that's how it feel
Can't trust no one when you chasin' a mill
From the Field to ATL, but it's all the same
Mo' money, Mo' problems, stuck in the game
Success hit fast, now they all on the chase
But ain't no amount of money gon' erase my mistakes
Females be jockin, but they eyes on my cash
Friends turn foes when your future's movin' fast
From the corner to the top, still feelin' locked in
More bills, more thrills, but the demons still win
I could buy the whole world, but my soul's still torn
Tryna fill that void ever since I was born
Out the trap, came up but y'all ain't real
Now everybody's schemin' just to cop that deal
Talk behind my back, I see the comments on the page
Too many Frados tryna get in my way
Late nights, grindin', tryna build somethin' bigger
Cash stackin' high, but the fear stayin' thicker
Homies actin' funny when the paper come quicker
I got love foe my dogs but its all about my souljas
Mo' money, Mo' hate, that's how it feel
Can't trust no one when you chasin' a mill
From the Field to ATL, but it's all the same
Mo' money, Mo' problems, stuck in the game
Mo' money, Mo' hate, that's how it feel
Can't trust no one when you chasin' a mill
From the Field to ATL, but it's all the same
Mo' money, Mo' problems, stuck in the game
I been grindin' all my life just to stack that green
But the riches don't protect you from what you've seen
I lost friends, lost peace, in the name of wealth
Now I'm tryna find a way just to save myself
I am going to always stay grinding
I am keep chasing, I got a family to feed
Mo money' Mo hate
Go ahead and hate on me
That's all you haters got, that's all you haters got
You say yo niggas gettin' money, that ain't no money to me
You say yo niggas gettin' money, that ain't no money to me
You say yo niggas gettin' money, that ain't no money to me
You say yo niggas gettin' money, that ain't no money to me
Prophesy - Mo' Money, Mo' Hate (feat. Gucci Mane) Lyrics
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They say more money, more power
But whats power if your not using it right
Mo' money, Mo' hate, that's how it feel
Can't trust no one when you chasin' a mill
From the Field to ATL, but it's all the same
Mo' money, Mo' problems, stuck in the game
Mo' money, Mo' hate, that's how it feel
Can't trust no one when you chasin' a mill
From the Field to ATL, but it's all the same
Mo' money, Mo' problems, stuck in the game
Pull up bad bitches, young niggas and G's
My enemies be on my dick, they look like groupies to me
My bad, that's your girlfriend, then why she leaving with me?
We ain't dated a week but still she gave me a key
I seen your homeboy picture, man, a gram of thе three
I told him count them bands up, I gotta sell me a kеy
And even though you see me MTV Jam of the Week
I got the stupidest wrist game a nigga ever done seen
I got the kangaroo money, bout to jump off my jeans
I counted hundred thousand dollars, I was just in my teens
NBA money, nigga, this just one of my rings
You say yo niggas gettin' money, that ain't no money to me
Mo' money, Mo' hate, that's how it feel
Can't trust no one when you chasin' a mill
From the Field to ATL, but it's all the same
Mo' money, Mo' problems, stuck in the game
Mo' money, Mo' hate, that's how it feel
Can't trust no one when you chasin' a mill
From the Field to ATL, but it's all the same
Mo' money, Mo' problems, stuck in the game
Success hit fast, now they all on the chase
But ain't no amount of money gon' erase my mistakes
Females be jockin, but they eyes on my cash
Friends turn foes when your future's movin' fast
From the corner to the top, still feelin' locked in
More bills, more thrills, but the demons still win
I could buy the whole world, but my soul's still torn
Tryna fill that void ever since I was born
Out the trap, came up but y'all ain't real
Now everybody's schemin' just to cop that deal
Talk behind my back, I see the comments on the page
Too many Frados tryna get in my way
Late nights, grindin', tryna build somethin' bigger
Cash stackin' high, but the fear stayin' thicker
Homies actin' funny when the paper come quicker
I got love foe my dogs but its all about my souljas
Mo' money, Mo' hate, that's how it feel
Can't trust no one when you chasin' a mill
From the Field to ATL, but it's all the same
Mo' money, Mo' problems, stuck in the game
Mo' money, Mo' hate, that's how it feel
Can't trust no one when you chasin' a mill
From the Field to ATL, but it's all the same
Mo' money, Mo' problems, stuck in the game
I been grindin' all my life just to stack that green
But the riches don't protect you from what you've seen
I lost friends, lost peace, in the name of wealth
Now I'm tryna find a way just to save myself
I am going to always stay grinding
I am keep chasing, I got a family to feed
Mo money' Mo hate
Go ahead and hate on me
That's all you haters got, that's all you haters got
You say yo niggas gettin' money, that ain't no money to me
You say yo niggas gettin' money, that ain't no money to me
You say yo niggas gettin' money, that ain't no money to me
You say yo niggas gettin' money, that ain't no money to me
But whats power if your not using it right
Mo' money, Mo' hate, that's how it feel
Can't trust no one when you chasin' a mill
From the Field to ATL, but it's all the same
Mo' money, Mo' problems, stuck in the game
Mo' money, Mo' hate, that's how it feel
Can't trust no one when you chasin' a mill
From the Field to ATL, but it's all the same
Mo' money, Mo' problems, stuck in the game
Pull up bad bitches, young niggas and G's
My enemies be on my dick, they look like groupies to me
My bad, that's your girlfriend, then why she leaving with me?
We ain't dated a week but still she gave me a key
I seen your homeboy picture, man, a gram of thе three
I told him count them bands up, I gotta sell me a kеy
And even though you see me MTV Jam of the Week
I got the stupidest wrist game a nigga ever done seen
I got the kangaroo money, bout to jump off my jeans
I counted hundred thousand dollars, I was just in my teens
NBA money, nigga, this just one of my rings
You say yo niggas gettin' money, that ain't no money to me
Mo' money, Mo' hate, that's how it feel
Can't trust no one when you chasin' a mill
From the Field to ATL, but it's all the same
Mo' money, Mo' problems, stuck in the game
Mo' money, Mo' hate, that's how it feel
Can't trust no one when you chasin' a mill
From the Field to ATL, but it's all the same
Mo' money, Mo' problems, stuck in the game
Success hit fast, now they all on the chase
But ain't no amount of money gon' erase my mistakes
Females be jockin, but they eyes on my cash
Friends turn foes when your future's movin' fast
From the corner to the top, still feelin' locked in
More bills, more thrills, but the demons still win
I could buy the whole world, but my soul's still torn
Tryna fill that void ever since I was born
Out the trap, came up but y'all ain't real
Now everybody's schemin' just to cop that deal
Talk behind my back, I see the comments on the page
Too many Frados tryna get in my way
Late nights, grindin', tryna build somethin' bigger
Cash stackin' high, but the fear stayin' thicker
Homies actin' funny when the paper come quicker
I got love foe my dogs but its all about my souljas
Mo' money, Mo' hate, that's how it feel
Can't trust no one when you chasin' a mill
From the Field to ATL, but it's all the same
Mo' money, Mo' problems, stuck in the game
Mo' money, Mo' hate, that's how it feel
Can't trust no one when you chasin' a mill
From the Field to ATL, but it's all the same
Mo' money, Mo' problems, stuck in the game
I been grindin' all my life just to stack that green
But the riches don't protect you from what you've seen
I lost friends, lost peace, in the name of wealth
Now I'm tryna find a way just to save myself
I am going to always stay grinding
I am keep chasing, I got a family to feed
Mo money' Mo hate
Go ahead and hate on me
That's all you haters got, that's all you haters got
You say yo niggas gettin' money, that ain't no money to me
You say yo niggas gettin' money, that ain't no money to me
You say yo niggas gettin' money, that ain't no money to me
You say yo niggas gettin' money, that ain't no money to me
Writer: Clem Mojica
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