Lyrics Addicted 2 Money - Johnny Quest The Rebel

Smoking on this weed, I said it got me in my feelings
Cause I been thinking millions
How Hov was out East Trenton
Now in Forbes, counting billions
I could do it too
Drop top lifestyle said fuck a ceiling
Solo in my Benz
Couldn't trust a bitch so I had to make money my girlfriend
Product of a ghetto child lost in this whirlwind
My eyes turned green for blue faces, these blues clues
But I could see how these Rebelz really lust 4 you
And who's telling what they do
To get you off my side
Because I known that you've been down to ride
Every time we had a falling out
You came right back
Notice it got dark, and then you brought that light back
Help me cop that flight pack
Turkey bag smoker I ain't going back
Cause I remember them days I didn't have you
They see how I'm living I'd be mad too
Remember when I had a crush on you
I feel I fell in love the first time I touched on you
I can't describe this feeling when I'm thumbing through
Counting money feel like finger fucking, whew
Triple check the amount
But don't fuck up the count
I got a Love Jones for your body and ya skin tone
We still coming up but look at me now
Cause top ramen that's a quarter meal
Now we don't eat unless negotiations at the table
Least about a quarter mill
It hurts to think about them days without you
Starving, Rebel couldn't eat
Tired, said a Rebel couldn't sleep
Found that dough, got on my feet
Learn cash rules and then repeat
And then I made you work 4 me
Look how that worked for me
I will never work 4 free
We can't take no days off: Mr. Buehler
Now you see the cash that we spend up at the jeweler
Rings and bracelets inscripted
"Money's my drug; I'm addicted"

Addicted to money, addicted to money (I am, I am, I am)
Said I'm addicted to money, addicted to money (I am, I am, I am)
Said I'm addicted to money, addicted to money (I am, I am, I am)
Said I'm addicted to money, addicted to money (I am)