Lyrics:
I hate to sound materialistic but fuck it I need the money
In America you ain't shit without the money
Niggas lie, steal and even kill behind
Not materialistic but I'm living the dream
Cause I could stunt in h&m and give you a scene
Wrote a whole nother verse and it hit the ceiling
When my
pose to hold me down, you say you do but no you don't
She so materialistic she don't even fuckin thank
I wonder if she love me or do she really want my
that makes you buy a fake Rolex
To impress the next big butt big breast like it's a contest
Materialistic complex, I make you worship an Ac' or Lex'
to hum along
I don't believe in your philosophy
Materialistic rivalry
So quietly, I refuse to hum along
I refuse
Sure thing, you got a groovy
Burn down to the ground everything I own
Everything you need is temporary
And everything you want is so petty
Materialistic shit makes me sick
Satisfaction death reaction
Lifeless being life deceiving
Materialistic lie existing till you die
The world cannot give nor let you live
Lustful
[Fieldy]
Burn down to the ground everything I own
Everything you need is temporary
And everything you want is so petty
Materialistic shit makes me
Satisfaction death reaction
Lifeless being life deceiving
Materialistic lie existing till you die
The world cannot give nor let you live
Lustful
forever
God's rage await's for them to see
Lost without control left within you soul
Satisfaction death reaction
Lifeless being life deceiving
Materialistic
shine like lipstick
So much material, but not materialistic
Imperial styles I use
When the mic is lifted the crowd is amused
Come with it, if
of them
I am materialistic
I want all these things that I never had growing up
Things that I can get now that I got paper
Like her, I take her
I seen
ten
Materialistic them bitches is kinda hypocritical though my nigga
Because we play the same games wit 'em
Guilty of it fuck it though
I'm lane
so, materialistic
I'm just enjoyin' life, I'm livin' life, you know?
That worldwide pussy, yeah, worldwide pussy, yeah
Pull up at this girl crib bumpin'
waitin' on you to die so they can get some your materialistic things
(Wait for you to die)
Ah, you know, you know grandma left me the house, you know
She
Materialistic, I'm narcissistic
My shoe game is mean, it's so sadistic
I took a Learjet to cop some lipstick
Yeah, I'ma risk it, I'm optimistic
I sip on rose,
time for a nigga, put your mind on your mirror (Poo Pow!)
All you niggas that's materialistic
Don't fuck with'cha boy or become a statistic
Ice Cube
materialistic
Looking for a man makes them opportunistic
They're lyin' on the beach perpetratin' a tan
So that a brother with the money can be their man
So
Now we can't work, can't eat like that
These are rules of the game
They build you up and knock you down
And leave you full of ashame materialistic
Gravy
nothing more Materialistic Minds Tell me do you feel alive? You're searching for yourself In a strangers eyes Living in a worldwide that vanity buys
Do something to make me feel good (1017)
Only thing make me feel good is a body (yeah)
I like money (me too), but I'm havin' materialistic thoughts
my plastic sack, I got more purple than baby bops buddy
So materialistic, we're chopping early today
What rolls around my throat, arm wristed in
curious
She ain't tell you that check did increase my endurance
She ain't tell you materialistic girls attract me
She ain't tell you every time she
And most of them, they don't care who you are
They're materialistic and unrealistic
And to most of them you're nothing but another statistic
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