Loved

[Hook: NizzMey]

I don't love all these hoes, I don't love all these hoes

Got a bag full of money, Got a cup full of four

Young nigga switched lanes, Smoking on that good dro

I don't love all these hoes, But I love money though

[Verse: NizzMey]

NizzMey with the Hoes, NizzMey with the Hoes

Gotcha bitch right with me, She feeling me on the low

Joe Taylor we the crew, What's the deal with you

Please get with your mans, before we kick him through the roof

NizzMey I do this, Other niggas wish they could

Sparking up on a joint, Shit was made from backwoods

Exotic bitch in my car, that's a foreign in a foreign

Making money you snoring, My niggas we scoring

Scrt Scrt out the lot, Scrape Scrape in the pot

Had to do that shit a lot, Til I got to drop the top

Then I get up on this cash, started making all my shit really fast

Now-a-days I relax, remembering all the shit up in my past

NizzMey wasn't nothing til I turned myself into something

Now I'm making all this money, Now a nigga never hungry

I was hungry at the start, now I gotta keep eating

So I can give all of these racks to my Momma lord knows my family needs feeding

I don't love all these hoes, You should know I love the dro

That's the motto lil nigga, Switching up in my flows

Kinky bitches wanna hang, I ain't got time though

Call you later when I'm gone (Call you later when I'm gone)

[Hook: NizzMey]

I don't love all these hoes, I don't love all these hoes

Got a bag full of money, Got a cup full of four

Young nigga switched lanes, Smoking on that good dro

I don't love all these hoes, But I love money though