Withajay - MO MONEY Lyrics

Everybody git it
Everybody yeah yeah
Everybody whoa whoa whoa
Everybody git it
Everybody yeah yeah
Everybody whoa whoa whoa
Come on
Yeah you got to get some money in the bank
Or you can’t do a fucking thing
Many things that you will need to feed your family
Yeah you got to have some money in the bank
You got to hustle move it fast man
You never know it gonna last man
You got to make your mark man
You got to make your mark and make it last man
You got to hit the gas motherfucker
You got to move your ass motherfucker
You got to focus on the moment man
You can’t be living in the past motherfucker
And now I’m seeing everything man
You and me and all across the land
I’m not religious still I walk with God
I walk with God and so I take his hand
He said “Look at all the shit they’re doing man”
I said “Yeah I see I truly understand”
Who’s the God and who’s the money
Who’s the man
And the truth is fucking sad
Everybody sayin
Mo money Mo Money Mo Money Mo Money
Mo money Mo Money Mo Money
As a fly that’s been caught and now clenched in the hand
Is the root of all evil so sure in command
I never heard nobody say when they was kids
If they remembered feeling rich
They remembered like the other kids
About the memories and all the things they did
Ima make that money make that money get it gone
When my cup is full I pass it on
I ain’t no hero but I try
I don’t know why
I guess I’m kind
And for the money would you lie
Would you stick a needle in your eye
Would you hope to die
Would you sell your time
No you can’t afford mine
Would you lead your people off to die
Would you fake an alibi
Would you take another man’s life
Would you trade suicide
Just to be rich for a time
What’s the price on your life
You ain’t taking nothing with you when you’re dead
Oh no it’s going to your kids
For all the nothing that they did
Your money made them lazy in the head
And now nobody’s doing what they said
The time has come
The moon is blood red
And now the people running round
Running round like a bunch of fucking idiots
Screaming
Mo money Mo Money Mo Money Mo Money
Mo money Mo Money Mo Money
As a fly that’s been caught and now clenched in the hand
Is the root of all evil so sure in command
Everybody git it
Everybody yeah yeah
Everybody whoa whoa whoa
Everybody git it
Everybody yeah yeah
Everybody whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa

Everybody git it
Everybody yeah yeah
Everybody whoa whoa whoa
Everybody git it
Everybody yeah yeah
Everybody whoa whoa whoa
Come on
Yeah you got to get some money in the bank
Or you can’t do a fucking thing
Many things that you will need to feed your family
Yeah you got to have some money in the bank
You got to hustle move it fast man
You never know it gonna last man
You got to make your mark man
You got to make your mark and make it last man
You got to hit the gas motherfucker
You got to move your ass motherfucker
You got to focus on the moment man
You can’t be living in the past motherfucker
And now I’m seeing everything man
You and me and all across the land
I’m not religious still I walk with God
I walk with God and so I take his hand
He said “Look at all the shit they’re doing man”
I said “Yeah I see I truly understand”
Who’s the God and who’s the money
Who’s the man
And the truth is fucking sad
Everybody sayin
Mo money Mo Money Mo Money Mo Money
Mo money Mo Money Mo Money
As a fly that’s been caught and now clenched in the hand
Is the root of all evil so sure in command
I never heard nobody say when they was kids
If they remembered feeling rich
They remembered like the other kids
About the memories and all the things they did
Ima make that money make that money get it gone
When my cup is full I pass it on
I ain’t no hero but I try
I don’t know why
I guess I’m kind
And for the money would you lie
Would you stick a needle in your eye
Would you hope to die
Would you sell your time
No you can’t afford mine
Would you lead your people off to die
Would you fake an alibi
Would you take another man’s life
Would you trade suicide
Just to be rich for a time
What’s the price on your life
You ain’t taking nothing with you when you’re dead
Oh no it’s going to your kids
For all the nothing that they did
Your money made them lazy in the head
And now nobody’s doing what they said
The time has come
The moon is blood red
And now the people running round
Running round like a bunch of fucking idiots
Screaming
Mo money Mo Money Mo Money Mo Money
Mo money Mo Money Mo Money
As a fly that’s been caught and now clenched in the hand
Is the root of all evil so sure in command
Everybody git it
Everybody yeah yeah
Everybody whoa whoa whoa
Everybody git it
Everybody yeah yeah
Everybody whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa