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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joey Bada$$
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jo-Vaughn Virginie
Songwriter
Chris Martin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Premier
Producer
Lloyd Parks
Mixing Engineer
Mark Christensen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Money ain't a thing if I got it
Money ain't a thing if I got it
[Chorus]
Before the money, there was love
But before the money, it was tough
Then came the money through a plug
It's a shame this ain't enough, yo
[Verse 1]
Sittin' back plottin', jottin' information on my nation
Really started from the bottom, boy cotton
But they still plantin' plantations, we keep buyin' in
Closed-minded men, pride is higher than the prices on your Pradas, and
Balenciagas Balance my saga with the Henny agua
Me and my **** tryna eat, you pussies empanada
The flow like plenty lava, with just a penny I could
Multiply my worth and make you work for me for twenty hours
I swear these **** love to copy, thanks for listening
The kid ain't been the same since Biggie smacked me at my christenin'
Watch what you dishin' and please play it safe
'Cause your position on the top is switchin' right in front your face
Rock you outta space with rhymes, I'm bustin' out
Keep duckin' down, got some missiles now, headed for your house
So put the pistols down, got that red dot on your nose
Who booked the clown? I lock jaws like a blue nose, foes
[Verse 2]
Keep your mouth closed or you can see the solar
I got connections that guaranteed to see closed doors
You hear that underground sonar
The way I flows then switch them, the pros been on a mission, listen
Enter the chamber, get hyperbolic
They raisin' MACs, I raise stakes to keep them brolic
My visions is macrocosmic, pass the chronic
The mastered sonics is light years above your conscious
You're novice, but I got notes that strike nerves
I promise your minds ain't sharp like my swords
So cut the BS, and don't worry where my jeans is
And PS, "Your bitch a genius, learned from my penis, I got"
Dreams sellin' arenas and breaking brackets
Tenants racket, while I'm crackin' a Serena
God damn, God bless the heaven that sent you
But now I'm breezing out, baby, 'cause my rent's due
[Verse 3]
Shit is really real out here
I said shit is really real out here (It ain't easy)
Yeah, just tryna get a deal out here (Word)
Money ain't a thing if I got it (Yo)
I'm screamin' cream, who fuckin' with the rap supreme?
Joey Bad and Big Preem came to collect the green
I got a dollar and a dream, know what I mean?
And I gotta get my mama off the scene
I'm screamin' cream, who fuckin' with the rap supreme?
Joey Bad and Big Preem came to collect the green
I got a dollar and a dream, know what I mean?
And I gotta get my mama off the scene (Joey Badass)
'Cause cash ruined everythin' around me
Cash ruined everythin' around me, me
Cash ruined everythin' around me
Won't sign to no major if no wager, money ain't a thing
They say money is the root of all evil
I see money as the route of all people
'Cause we all follow paper trails, paper trails
And everybody gotta pay their bills, pay their bills (It ain't easy)
They say money is the root of all evil
I see money as the route of all people
'Cause we all follow paper trails, paper trails
And everybody gotta pay their bills, pay their bills, hey
[Refrain]
It's the dollar, dollar bill, y'all
It's the dollar dollar bill, it's the dollar bill that kills, y'all
It's the dollar, dollar bill, y'all
It's the dollar dollar bill, it's the dollar bill that kills, y'all
It's the dollar, dollar bill, y'all
It's the dollar dollar bill, it's the dollar bill that kills, y'all
It's the dollar, dollar bill, y'all
It's the dollar dollar bill, it's the dollar bill that kills
[Chorus]
Before the money, it was love
But before the money, it was tough
Then came the money through a plug
It's a shame this ain't enough
Written by: Author Unknown Composer, Chris Martin, Jo-Vaughn Virginie, Labarca Rolla Wilfredo Rolando, Ricardo Roberto Toro Lavin