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whit. - root of evil lyrics

[verse]
yeah
got no money in my hands
got no money in my pants
saying money, money, money yeah you’d think we old friends
but for real we be enemies
i’m duckin benjamins
yeah my payroll on parole, thats house arrest since sentencing
imprisonment, locked away the cheddar to the end
lactose intolerant, allergic to the dividends
yeah my momma told me she ain’t got no money in her blouse
or no money in the house
don’t bother tearing up the couch
we just beg and we plead
for the sh-t we dont need
so much f-cking greed you would’ve thought we od’d
but i thought most of my n-ggas hated that blue cheese
you think we’d bleed all for the benji’s

[hook]
got the money on my mind
money on my mental
money on my mind
and money is all i think of

money on the mind
money on my mental
money on my mind
and money is all i think of

money on my mind (ayy)
money on my mental
money on my mind
and money is all i think of

money on my mind (n-gga)
money on that mental
money on my mind
and money is all i

[verse]
f-ck the money and the cars, there’s a whole lot going on
f-ck the mula and the broads, there’s some sh-t thats goin down
f-ck the money and the b-tches
the f-ck we need these benji’s
got the blue face on me, but you know my pockets empty
riding high like some leggings
revving up like a hemi
blind to your fall like lemmings
i shoot one offs like a semi
a whole lotta people want the money right now
you can’t take it from, got the thing right on me right now
if a n-gga ain’t gon pay me, might have to k!ll for cash
know these streets be rough and dirty sorta like a brillo pad
get the picture
me and my n-ggas smokin swishers, hittin l!cks
right outside yo f-ckin condo takin pics with all yo sh-t
crazy n-ggas
they be still smokin cigarellos
poppin them nuevos
shootin shots just like they mello
runnin through your pockets on the reggo, regular
split the sh-t even right down to the molecular

[hook]
money on my mind (ayy)
money on my mental
money on my mind
and money is all i think of

money on my mind (n-gga)
money on my mental
money on my mind
and money is all i think of

money on my mind (ayy)
money on my mental
money on my mind
and money is all i think of

money on my mind (n-gga)
money on the mental
money on my mind
and money is all i

[outro]
spare change, can i get that spare change
gimme somethin, ain’t that there yo third chain
somethin, i just need a lil thing
im jusy tired of being broke, please gimme like anything

spare change n-gga, let me get that spare change
gimme everything n-gga, this only my 3rd chain
run everything n-gga, gimme like everything
yeah i’m tired of being broke, don’t give a f-ck bout anything, ay

- whit lyrics

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