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netherfriends, blake rules & soul food horns - love over money lyrics

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roll another backwoods, i could never ever go backwards
to a time when i was broke, never had anything to smoke
if money is over everything, money songs is all i’ll ever sing
and you could say you doubt it, but i just wrote an alb-m about it

love over money every single day, rather smoke with you than get paid
rather smoke with you than get paid, rather smoke with you than get paid
love over money every single day, rather smoke with you than get paid
rather smoke with you than get paid, rather smoke with you than get paid

and my mom’s finally happy, because i’m making more cash than my pappy
making more money than my friends do, and i just do everything i want to
getting paid in my bed, i’ll get paid when i’m dead
r.i.p. netherfriends, fake my death just to make ends

love over money every single day, rather smoke with you than get paid
rather smoke with you than get paid, rather smoke with you than get paid
love over every single day, rather smoke with you than get paid
rather smoke with you than get paid, rather smoke with you than get paid

yo, i hold you in my pocket like my iphone
she got so much money, bruh, i swear she got five phones
i saw her with her boyfriend, they were chilling at high tones
she was with her boyfriend, but she was still texting my phone

uh, i’m writing raps and getting paper like a bookstore
netherfriends is making beats that i’ve been writing hooks for
i like to cook my girl
said i need to cook more, but money is the only thing that i ever look for

love is always at war with my head, i could be at home with you or out getting some bread
see i could work a nine to five until the day that i’m dead
cause i’m a rolling stone baby, some thing’s wrong with my head

yeah, but you might change your feelings when you see the new caddy
yeah, she used to call me baby, now my name is just daddy
and now every time we roll, she likes to roll up a fatty
uh, i’m raining money, it’s like parmesean on spaghetti

- netherfriends blake rules soul food horns lyrics

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