Root Of All Evil-Trey Songz

　　　 Artist：trey songz Songs Title：root of all evil About this money I am gonna teach you No... f**k what is legal F**k most people... for all evil It don't mater less all maters is... Chit chat a n****r better another n****r get In his body... young n****r did it for some Unfit take her soul off... put the body back in it Pistol back in it cause they know they jack in it The hood is all good as long as it crack in it understood As long as it stacks in it government love it as long as Tax in it and a truck still a truck as long as we are trapped in it We all want bask in it spin it... try to get it to the last minute Many thinking if you ain't got it you ain't living Nowadays she ain't bowling she ain't willing Cause if she broke... she can't k**l him A shoe she say you can't fill it If you ain't got it then cool is what you ain't feeling You get a latte you probably receive an eight feeling Young in ghetto they probably dreaming of... dylan We probably think they straight chilling Sh*t they got problems we cannot relate with them Dinner party they probably ate millions ... I say f**k how you feel cause money change feelings Not looking at you strange is the same feeling They are acting like they forgot what you can feel like Work that hard to stay the same nigger Like they play pro bono make the same figures And even though they say they are about to bring him down See he will always be around the same n****r just so other niggers Say you never change n****r I count as one... remain the issue ... everybody came with you you are responsible for Everybody that came with you should you lose it all And you gonna remain with you Hey get that money get you Hey get that money but don't let that money get you How about that all and all money is sick too F**k rap that's money I need to get to This is how I am leaving this is something you need to stick too Hate to let it go when you never let it miss you Plus it compliments you I am acting like it grow on trees And if it did mother f**ker I go where it pleases But contrarily the sh*t is at the root... probably the same trees they used to hang... True sh*t rough less money come from the sky when is about to... Money a bad b**ch she ain't scared... say to hustle us prayer The game shakes me or breaks me I hope it makes me a better man