A Boogie wit da Hoodie — Money over Everything

[Intro] It's money over everything I put that on everything [Chorus] She held it down when I was down That's why I still fuck with you (Fuck with you) I was in love with you You was my ride or die bitch Baby, what's up with you? I could've been doing my thing from the jump But I gave you my everything and that didn't Mean anything now I want better things Fuck it, it's money over everything I put that on everything (Everything) I put that on everything Put that on everything (Everything) I put that on everything It's money over everything I put that on everything I put that on everything, nigga [Verse 1] Give a fuck about no shawty It's just me and all my homies Why the fuck would I be worried I spend thirty on my Rollie Nigga, that's Curry on my Rollie Keep a backwood for my dodie She keep acting like she know me Run it all spend it all Burberry Baby, I'm A Boogie with a BAPE hoodie It ain't shit I let a nigga take from me I'ma take it to the fucking grave with me They want to treat me like a slave nigga But I'm going up why they hate, nigga Can't see me through these Louis shades, nigga I just want to get away First I got to put a hundred in the safe, nigga I ain't tryin' to be no fucking broke boy Selling dimes for a dope boy I just want to be up on the road doing shows all the bitches yelling "Oh, boy" Girl fuck you and that ol' boy Can't believe you left me for a broke boy Fuck it, I'm done with this shit I'ma marry the money, I need me a Rolls-Royce [Chorus] She held it down when I was down That's why I still fuck with you (Fuck with you) I was in love with you You was my ride or die bitch Baby, what's up with you? I could've been doing my thing from the jump But I gave you my everything and that didn't Mean anything now I want better things Fuck it, it's money over everything I put that on everything I put that on everything Put that on everything I put that on everything It's money over everything I put that on everything I put that on everything, nigga [Verse 2] Before I tried to fuck you I wish I knew that I would love you I would've never told you come through You shot me down so now it's fuck you You took a 38 special well I'ma show you what this TEC do You pulled the trigger cause I let you When I shoot back I won't miss That's my word I'm through I get money I'm cool I run it up times two and I break bread with my crew I spent 2 on my Loubs I can't lose my cool Laces hang off my shoe that's how I rock my Loubs And if you rock with me rock with me I could be honestly popping these bitches in line for me I'm rocking Balmain jeans They more than 14 a piece If you seen what I seen you might turn M.O.E [Chorus] She held it down when I was down That's why I still fuck with you I was in love with you You was my ride or die bitch Baby, what's up with you? I could've been doing my thing from the jump But I gave you my everything and that didn't Mean anything now I want better things Fuck it, it's money over everything I put that on everything (On everything) I put that on everything Put that on everything (On everything) I put that on everything It's money over everything I put that on everything I put that on everything, nigga (Nigga)