paroles de chanson Trap Love - Yxng Ciiber

I fell in love with the money
I fell in love with the game
I fell in love with these dollars
I'm countin and stackin the bread

I fell in love with the lifestyle
Drippin it out on the daily
I fell in love with the liquor
Got henny and gas in my brain

I fell in love with the money
I fell in love with the game
I fell in love with these dollars
I'm countin and stackin the bread

I fell in love with the lifestyle
Drippin it out on the daily
I fell in love with the liquor
Got henny and gas in my brain

I fell in love with the money
I chase that money, I'm chasing it ye, bitch I'm running

Hold up, they all acting funny
Switch up, they want it I got it, They reach for my pockets

No panic, I just get to bussin
I'll spin you out like robatusin, I'm cold like a Russian

It's too long that I have been working now
It's too long that I have been working now

I need that green for my ptsd
I don't trust these bitches they jus wanna leach

They don't wanna work so they plotting on me
They don't gotta job, but they wanna get rich

I put the work in, I wake up and hustle
And now that they seen it, they pull up on me

But I don't be stunting, and I ain't no runner
If they want the smoke they can get it for free

I got some friends that they dead to me
Snake me, I used to react to the jealousy

I fell in love with my demons
They killin me, but they always keep it real me

Hop in a hottie I'm faded
Like Six Done produced and Ciiber done made it

Ride to the top
Imma send all my ops to the devil, I'm not even playing

I fell in love with the money
I fell in love with the game
I fell in love with these dollars
I'm countin and stackin the bread

I fell in love with the lifestyle
Drippin it out on the daily
I fell in love with the liquor
Got Henny and gas in my brain

I fell in love with the money
I fell in love with the game
I fell in love with these dollars
I'm countin and stackin the bread

I fell in love with the lifestyle
Drippin it out on the daily
I fell in love with the liquor
Got henny and gas in my brain

Got a head full of gas like a pit stop
Cos my heart stay posted like a slip knot

I don't miss that bitch like a trick shot
I can't miss that bitch like a trick shot

Gimme that Trust, I can't fuck with no love
You Switch up, I bus, you get smoked like a tuff

Pull the bitch back to earth like a rain drop
Step back, start popping like a bank shot

I can't fall in love with these bitches
Had to go leave my heart in the cold

Cos I know I'm a sucker with feelings
My last bitch she made sure I knew that for sure

She only loyal cos she needed me
She acting funny when the money freeze

And I ain't finna cuff no gold-digger
So I'm staying married to my money tree

I fell in love with the cash flow
Come find me tweaking on a benzo

I'm Fighting trauma and anxiety
My demons calling, fuck sobriety

It's dub season, man I'm done taking Ls
Momma pray for my soul like I'm going to hell
All My homies in prison, locked up in them cells
Imma pray for them all, because that shit is hell

I fell in love with the money
I fell in love with the game
I fell in love with these dollars
I'm countin and stackin the bread

I fell in love with the lifestyle
Drippin it out on the daily
I fell in love with the liquor
Got henny and gas in my brain

I fell in love with the money
I fell in love with the game
I fell in love with these dollars
I'm countin and stackin the bread

I fell in love with the lifestyle
Drippin it out on the daily
I fell in love with the liquor
Got henny and gas in my brain