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youth soul love - mo money lyrics

[verse 1]
yeah, yeah
more money
harlem, you crazy for this one, evan brown
damon wayans
(new, new, new)
yeah, more money
yeah

[chorus]
came in this b+tch broke
now i want more money
(more money, more money)
where the f+ck i begin?
swear i never give up my soul for money, pounds, and them yens (let me get it again)
came in this b+tch broke
now i want more money
(more money, more money)
where the f+ck i begin?
[verse 1]
swear i never give up my soul for money, pounds, and them yens
thought my life was at a end ’cause i ain’t have no ends
they say money root of all evil, i guess i could comprehend (sh+t)
got me thumbing though these hundreds with a devilish grin (cash)
dinero diablo, it got me losing my friends
gave some money to my folks, now i’m asking my kin (yo, let me get my money back)
told myself i never make money mistakes again
’cause the n+ggas where i’m from don’t got what it takes to win (nope)
just a penny for your thoughts hoping you take it in
i planted me a money tree, the leaves raking in
had a hard time in math, i even failed my tests packet
now fifteen years later, we in another tax bracket
from turning all of my goals to a gift
hoping you wrapped it
royalties, royal me, now i am the king of this rapping
money, capital, captain, hop on the jet for jackson
tracks to transaction, in the bank, got me laughing
bank teller flirting, k!lling time while she working
but she wasn’t really smiling back when my account was hurting
got me thinking about the “d’evils” and how it affect my people
n+ggas will do anything for the dough, get low and deceitful
god sees all, the all+seeing is lethal
’cause if you all add it up, we all equal

[chorus]
came in this b+tch broke
now i want more money
(more money, more money)
where the f+ck i begin?
swear i never give up my soul for money, pounds, and them yens
(money, money)
came in this b+tch broke
now i want more money
(more money, more money)
[break]
(more money, more money, more money)

[verse 2]
from houston where death permanent like dagos
use to cop from diego at night whenever the day goes
stacking money like legos
back when i make the call and the plug would meet where i say so
i run in and take too long
you blow the h+rn like masego
funny the dark things i used to do whenever the pay’s low
now i’m boss and put myself on the pay roll
yeah, the art of soul on the payroll
laughing at the chapter as a n+gga turn his page slow

[chorus]
came in this b+tch broke
now i want more money
(more money, more money)
yeah, where the f+ck i begin?
swear i never give up my soul for money, pounds, and them yens
thought my life was at a end ’cause i ain’t have no ends
the end

- youth soul love lyrics

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