i'm bout to put the ball in
got a couple seconds left with a 3 point shot and i'm hot so i'm all in
homie what's my name? kobe
till i pull the chain out
let the mothafucka hang out
that's a gift from my father
money ain't a thing bitch
so the all-seeing-eye see it all in a day
and you can call me a lot but can't call me a slave
all of them hang like i hang with a gang
and a gang tryna run up on my neck
brains all over the street
tryna make a couple mill and if i can't do that i'ma steal
the root of all evil y'all
well tell me how that mothafucka feels
the root of all evil y'all
well tell me how that mothafucka feels
and i barely got one to my name
and i barely got one to my name
we tryna make it smooth so we hopped in
move a little work on the side
when i wake's when i clock in
and i move like i'm on ice
like i'm hittin up my lord christ
lord knows that my cool right
it's the world outside that'll make a man sword fight
and poor light out on my living room floor
that's a gift from my pops
told me if any man try to break inside the house then let off shots
and the shots got let off but they was breakin & entering
everybody lookin at my face like i'm not sane
and i be feeling like 'all eyes on me'
just ain't a 'pac thing but more like my thing
and i don't fuck with these hoes cause i got game
i don't got change or a dolla to my name but i maintain
and all my mothafuckin dollars are the same thing
the root of all evil y'all
well tell me how that mothafucka feels
the root of all evil y'all
well tell me how that mothafucka feels
and i barely got one to my name
and i barely got one to my name
i was always taught that you gotta get gold
but you rest on the sunday
monday i was back to the grind
but my hands on the pine & the surface
lost on the road. merchin
ain't enough work that your whole body is submersed in
well come and make a purchase
is the iceberg on the surface
until you explain it's a purpose
we move funds like you move guns in the service
just lookin what the world took
the other day i had this summer girl down
shit ain't all good around these parts they get crooked
and we can't keep playing by the book
only multiply in the eyes of division
she be wondering why i be whilin' and bitchin
cause we ain't got digits
the root of all evil y'all
well tell me how that mothafucka feels
the root of all evil y'all
well tell me how that mothafucka feels
and i barely got one to my name
and i barely got one to my name