ShockOne x Tracy's Son - The Root Of Evil (feat. Jon Paul Jones) [Radio Edit]
N**** I came from nothing
Finally got the chance to say I'm something
And don't have to worry about negative repercussions
No trap money that ain't real
No that money won't appeal
I'm trying to get it legally
It's rap money growing still
You should put yourself in the shoes of two spitters
And tell me you wouldn't ball every chance you get
And chance to spit
Another bar n****
Aww n****
Ain't no way in the world we stopping at all n****
I ain't gon be happy at north of a million
Won't be satisfied til I'm worth more than a billion
Yeah that's a lofty goal
I'm sounding like I loss control
You probably think I gained the world and pretty lost my soul
But naw that ain't the case fam
That ain't in Mr. Waite's plans
Nobody wants to struggle
So I'm puzzled
What's the hate? Damn
I don't know about you my n**** but I know this
Having money helped my people way more than broke did
They say money is the root of evil
But all I know is that money help me tend to my people
So we gon stay on this money route
And make the type of money that ain't never running out
They say money is the root of evil
But all I know is that money help me tend to my people
So we gon stay on this money route
And make the type of money that ain't never running out
Green devils in my pockets but it's feeding my children
Grown man problems I won't fall like a season
I spring back I mean that been through it all
Seen big timers turn piss poor
Disobeying the law
I can't knock their hustle I did it too
Trying to make that green bubble like it's Mountain Dew
I'm done acting a fool
That comeback wasn't right
Nickel and diming kept my pockets feeling light
That couldn't be life
Left never felt so right
Doing wrong for so long obviously blurred my sight
No longer willing to pay that price
Hit a fork in the road GPS rerouted
Chasing change helped me change my goals
Waves pushed treasures to my shore
I'm sure I win all bread is good I use all ends
Nothing goes to waste, Nothing can replace
Lessons learned get money fuck everything else... Word
They say money is the root of evil
But all I know is that money help me tend to my people
So we gon stay on this money route
And make the type of money that ain't never running out
They say money is the root of evil
But all I know is that money help me tend to my people
So we gon stay on this money route
And make the type of money that ain't never running out
The cloud of Mansa Musa running through your speakers
Or the amps you using to boom out this
Revolution music we forever brewing
New to your grind
Studio time ain't gon pay itself
You got the time but time is money
Money ain't gon make itself
The love of it is the root of all evil
So I don't love it
Nor covet the bulging budgets of the ballers and divas
But it's needed to feed and see to the needs of my people
And the sequel to freedom season isn't always legal
So I show the hood love (Show the hood love)
My grinders, 9 to 5ers, business owners and the thugs (And the thugs)
They keep a stack beneath the floor and under the rug (Under the rug)
Save a third, invest and blow the rest at the club
The empires back again owning what you managing
Legal or illegal just depends on who's hands it's in
We all eating off the root of all evil
Just n***** got it off of crack and c****** off the backs of Africans
They say money is the root of evil
But all I know is that money help me tend to my people
So we gon stay on this money route
And make the type of money that ain't never running out
They say money is the root of evil
But all I know is that money help me tend to my people
So we gon stay on this money route
And make the type of money that ain't never running out
They say money is the root of evil
But all I know is that money help me tend to my people
So we gon stay on this money route
And make the type of money that ain't never running out
They say money is the root of evil
But all I know is that money help me tend to my people
So we gon stay on this money route
And make the type of money that ain't never running out
Written by:
Brandon Waite, Jonathan Grant, Marcus Walker
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