Terrace Martin - M.O.N.E.Y. lyrics

[Intro: J Black] They sell out, or buy in Put their lives on the line and call it grinding Without a second thought, now he's doing 5 or 10 Money talks, its murder for hire hear the sirens You smell the envy in the air, everything is fair This is war, street dreams are made, it's not a game [Verse 1: Jay Rock] Motivated by money, money is mesmerizing Many are murdered for it while mayhem is exercising Mighty as Morpheus, and might pay your mortgages Plus the morgue got some more of it That embalmment fluid merging through your muscles immortaless Philosophy rules, if your mustard is mean then your material views Will put a misery on the broke Majority manifests, a mission before they mope For math we do the most, observing the optimist, opposites do attract Operation for evil, its obvious for attack Obedience is a must but its hard to obey When your optics ain't saying no opportunities pay It might be over a dice game, might be over a new chain Might be over an old b**h, or you owe someone old change You open for open game, then open your ears It's not an option it's an order you get sh** clear about money! [Hook: J. Black] The things people do for the money And you might just lose your soul And some will give their whole life For the money, yep for the money Will you give your whole life, for the money, for the money [Verse 2: Jay Rock] The negatives are normal when you knee deep When nice sins get stabbed with a knife in or shot with a nine The neediest the nosiest, they always trying to be friends And if you naive you should notice all the signs They known to turn naughty, might gain notoriety But your nemesis is lurking through the party No exceptions, no time to exit Your neighbours is near, now you hearing noises Say you got a d**h wish, everything is everything Well equity is evident, find yourself establishing Etablishment executives, street entrepreneurs Examined in they estimate, extracurricular drug activities the testament Taste the work, excellent, fiends excersing dope To the head estrogen, entertain I have a hope Intertwined with cut throats, enter when you please Keep your eyes open its easy to be deceived about money [Hook: J. Black] The things people do for the money And you might just lose your soul And some will give their whole life For the money, yep for the money Will you give your whole life, for the money, for the money [Verse 3: Jay Rock] Why the say money is the root of evil? Because when you got too much of it here comes the rude and evil So tell me why money keeps you satisfied Do it keep food on your table, do it keep you hell-a fly? Why, why is money always on your mind? Because the less fortunate don't have money all the time Why money got n***as out there doing time? Cause snitches getting paid for police to drop dimes Why b**hes set n***as up for the money? p**y'll get you k**ed n***a don't think its funny Why n***as sell crack to they momma for the money? Money will have you snitching while your family be hungry And why envy a n***a who getting money When you got the same opportunity to get it dummy, yeah It's just a thought for your mental my n***a pay attention Get rich or die trying just know you can't take it with you I'm talking money! [Hook: J. Black] (x2) The things people do for the money And you might just lose your soul And some will give their whole life For the money, yep for the money Will you give your whole life, for the money, for the money