letra de money won't love you back - sheng qi
money won’t love you back
(verse 1) from his youngest age, shorty always dreams of cash flow
from selling lemonade to store stolen yoyos
now shorty’s all grown up, wanting to go big
thought about selling in the streets broccoli and bricks
now check it, in a life style of money state of mind
all he think about is dial his honeys and grind
buy tree chains, a 64, and screaming his coast side
repping his block with a glock, heavy shiny ice and pride
he don’t even know what’s a humble start
he later joins the game, gets cash real fast rapping bars
simply cuz he sold his soul to the industry
‘’don’t worry shorty, ill pay u cars just forever spit fo me’’
good or not, it don’t matter, i got you a ghost writer
just read it all loud, the world sees you as a real rida
i know you always wanted to be wild
so i’ll make sure your cash will stack up as tall as a mile.’’
(hook)
money won’t love you back
you just his side b-tch
hundred grands in crib
don’t make you no real sh-t
corruption got the worst of you
everybody pesters you
you don’t even question you
it’ll be the end of you
(verse 2) now shorty’s one year in the game, the industry made him big
he got so much he gave sixty gold diggers something to dig
he’s eating meals off offers from all the record deals
rigged money but the money amount still real
his chest covered of chains, his chains covered of ice
his ice covered of pride and his pride covered of ego
nice shoes, nice bike, nice ride, nice flight
got a five star casino and bedroom for every night
but all that dirty paper on his eyes made him blind
thought he was the emperor of all human kind
but the industry is lurking in the darkness
waiting like the devil to find the right period to strike
now shorty got lazy, not spitting much bars no more
he’s too crazy buzy handling business
now time’s on the line, shorty’s made enough profit
now it’s the moment for the industry to profit
(hook)
money won’t love you back
you just his side b-tch
hundred grands in crib
don’t make you no real sh-t
corruption got the worst of you
everybody pesters you
you don’t even question you
it’ll be the end of you
(verse 3)
it was all planned, 1am, when he got out the club
a drive by shooting by a couple of hired thugs
let the whole block be covered of blood
shorty’s body’s now forever down in the mud
a tunnel vision p-sses, his whole life flashes
and he finally realizes, he never knew happiness
so he pulled out a piece of paper, and wrote his last bars
for the first time he wrote himself, and it’s the realest so far
saying: ‘’i am not what i owned, i did million dollar loans
i was sitting on a throne, but i was sitting there alone
and i never came home, my pop been waitin for me
he’s shown patience all along, but i still ain’t come home
they rang my telephone, but i was living in my dome
i answered only for money, my other values been overthrown.’’
but now the world’s asleep, his story is over
he will never come back, his casket is open
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