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Burna Bandz
Burna Bandz
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Burna Bandz
Burna Bandz
Songwriter
Palazzo Beats
Palazzo Beats
Composer
Traequan Mahoney
Traequan Mahoney
Songwriter

Lyrics

I'm for the love of this money I'm for the love of this money I'm for the love of this money I'm for the love of this money I'm for the love of this money I'm for the love of this money I'm for the love of this money I'm for the love of this money Why you think a young nigga hustling I'm for the love of this money These broke niggas so redundant She know a young nigga up to something If she fuck me then she lucky Heard you got a gun but it stay dusty I hit the trap house it start bubbling What's the price lose your top like it's nothing All for the love of the money All for the love of the money We was burning bridges playing with triggers Hundred mil' I seen the vision Nigga ain't no competition We gone score on opposition Plug he hit my line yeah he say he got a proposition Glock 19 generation 5 the new edition And I put the ruler in it Might just catch your shooter slipping We be on that bullshit like Scotty Pippin Bitches say they love the way we living Stack or starve make your decision Man these niggas hate to see you winning I been grinding money coming in consistent For that bread baby I'ma risk it Some of my niggas locked in detention Five sevens gone crack his Mellon Bitch don't like don't kill my vibe like Kendrick She so fine I had to bend it Ran it up nigga I ain't sweating But some blood and tears shedded I'm for the love of this money I'm for the love of this money I'm for the love of this money I'm for the love of this money I'm for the love of this money I'm for the love of this money I'm for the love of this money I'm for the love of this money Why you think a young nigga hustling I'm for the love of this money These broke niggas so redundant She know a young nigga up to something If she fuck me then she lucky Heard you got a gun but it stay dusty I hit the trap house it start bubbling What's the price lose your top like it's nothing All for the love of the money They get a little money start acting funny You ain't break bread with me you ain't my buddy A dawg gotta eat when he get hungry Knock on the door yeah it's a junky Traphouse jumping like it got bunnys So much traffic I can't crash Gotta stay on point watch out for the undies We selling dawg food just like bumpy (Johnson) Married to the money if I hurt you babe I'm sorry He try me these bullets fry him up like calamari Shoot the scenery kike a visual You told on your gang that's pitiful Fifth lift his soul like a ritual All this dope it can't fit on the digital These niggas sticky like silicone Bag on your head we gone bring it home All these Borden's I feel like a liberal Fuck the ho' then I give bro the give and go She say she love how I swag Bitch tell me something I didn't know My youngins crazy bout that bag I'll get you whacked for a bankroll I'm for the love of this money I'm for the love of this money I'm for the love of this money I'm for the love of this money I'm for the love of this money I'm for the love of this money I'm for the love of this money I'm for the love of this money Why you think a young nigga hustling I'm for the love of this money These broke niggas so redundant She know a young nigga up to something If she fuck me then she lucky Heard you got a gun but it stay dusty I hit the trap house it start bubbling What's the price lose your top like it's nothing All for the love of the money
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