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Meek Mill – Love Money Lyrics

Love Money Lyrics Meek Mill

Did you know I, did it for you, why you ain’t pay me back? (Why you ain’t pay me back?)
Why I gotta tell you, “I love you” so you can say it back?
Let the people manipulate you and it made you crack
Every time that you say you needin’ me, I gave you racks

Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love, left with my money (Ain’t no love with the money, ain’t no love on the money)
I put blood diamonds on bitches, if you blood try the money (If you blood, try the dead presidents and Dior)
I’m in [?] with niggas who know that I’m the only (You know that I know, you know that I know)
Gettin’ busy on a 450, ride or die, doin’ a hundred (Ride or die through the trenches, like I live in the hood)

I took them shackles out my wrist and then I made it ice (Let’s go)
Same people calls me, say they sorry but they ain’t even make it right
I go to sleep and when I [?], it’s like a way of life
‘Cause in them streets, you gotta keep it rollin’, like we playin’ dice (No crappin’ out)
Niggas can’t figure me out, I be on everything
Used to see [?] gettin’ the house, it look like [?]
Gold chopper sit on the couch, smokin’ on better things (Brr)
They seen I had holes in my heart and try let it bleed
Pastor sold it up, I’m goin’ up, now niggas text me
People that I grew up with, they switch, can’t even get next to me
Do a favor for ’em, see if they real just like my specialty
Knowin’ I don’t even need to [?] shit like a test for me (Shit like a test for me)
Niggas testin’ me (Testin’ me)
Know that I’m the one and I’m specially (You know that)
My momma crib like a million, my grandma crib like a buildin’, only
Put it on the ‘Gram to get arrested

Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love, left with my money (Ain’t no love with the money, ain’t no love on the money)
I put blood diamonds on bitches, if you blood try the money (If you blood, try the dead presidents and Dior)
I’m in [?] with niggas who know that I’m the only (You know that I know, you know that I know)
Gettin’ busy on a 450, ride or die, doin’ a hundred (Ride or die, ride or die)

Too much money comin’ in, I don’t even count it
Maybach and the Cullinan, I don’t even drive it
None of y’all niggas came to me ain’t solid
Assassination of my character ’cause I told you I ain’t got it
Took some millions and I buried in them so long that I forget ’em
Took my family and I carried us [?] from the bottom
How you gon’ say that I forgot you?
All them times I had to spot you
[?] made swallow
Know my dad died of survival but I’m still part of my family
So I put Prada on his baby momma
And I had to tell my youngin’ in the trenches, don’t you ever take no risks (Take no risks)
You gon’ spend it on designers (On designers)
Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love, left on this money (On this money)
It’s just blood left on this money, blood on these bitches, blood on the diamonds, blood on the back of the twenties
Show too much love, you got [?]

Ain’t no love, ain’t no love, ain’t no love, left with my money (Ain’t no love with the money, ain’t no love on the money)
I put blood diamonds on bitches, if you blood try the money (If you blood, try the dead presidents and Dior)
I’m in [?] with niggas who know that I’m the only (You know that I know, you know that I know)
Gettin’ busy on a 450, ride or die, doin’ a hundred (Ride or die, ride or die)