The Root of All Evil Phora

[Verse 1: Phora]
Homie, I done seen death and came back
So what the fuck you think I'm 'fraid of?
Diss loyal niggas, I see what they made of
And I don't trust a soul but the family
Cause I heard too many people say they love me when it ain't love
They ain't nothing, but snakes in the grass
Me, I never trust a cute face and an ass
Cause all these bitches simple, I can see it in they face
How many of these snakes will turn fake for the cash
But careful what you wish for and the karma you creating
Cause money ain't nothing when your life get taken
Ain't nobody bulletproof, the number one mistake
That these muhfuckers make is thinking they ain't got replacements
I bet they give up they self respect for the wealth
Don't believe me homie? Check for yourself
Cause what makes you think they got respect for you
When these niggas ain't even got respect for they selves?

[Hook: Phora]
I put my mama in a house before I'm in a Benz
I'll die twice and come back before I get new friends
Nigga, and I'll take my spot back on the couch
Before I'll ever be a slave to the dollar amount
I put my mama in a house before I'm in a Benz
I'll die twice and come back before I get new friends
Look, and I'll take my spot back on the couch
Cause I'll never be a slave to the money I count, nigga