Married to the Dough lyrics

[Intro]
Sheeeesh
I'm just keepin it real

[Verse 1]
Fresh out the cuffs, I can't trust nobody
n*ggas see the lights and they turn outside
n*ggas swear to God, on they Mom they sorry
Gotta understand when you f*ckin with Stanley's
Back at it again, now we all in the Hamptons
Fingers on the box, cause we all in a mansion
Meeting with the [?], I just won't understand it
Gotta keep the tools, I'm a [?]
But they just [?] away, just in case they jam us
No minutes on the phone, so I'm poking the family
Ya understand me? No Stanley's
Lookin iffy den the homie start blaming

[Hook]
Cause sh*t can get ugly, I'm just keepin it real
Gotta thank God, all the n*ggas I juug
Cause sh*t can get ugly, and these b*tches I don't love them
Cause I'm married to the money
[x2]

I'm married to the money (the money, money)
[x4]
[Verse 2]
Peeking through the blinds, tryna plot on a meal
Juggin all these jugs, got me counting the bills
Getting rid of painful, finna crack on a seal
Dealing with some pain only real n*ggas feel
Paperwork, paperwork, n*ggas' squeal
Selling juugs [?], tryna see what's the deal
Mister Mosley, Mister Mosley
I'm giving her chills
Lingo-bingo, buffin my bills
Taking n*ggas b*tches, they be cuffin they still
She just wanna go, got me up in the hills
Show a little dough, and these b*tches the same
The [?] is the ruler, it come with a win

[Hook]
Cause sh*t can get ugly, I'm just keepin it real
Gotta thank God, all the n*ggas I juug
Cause sh*t can get ugly, and these b*tches I don't love them
Cause I'm married to the money
[x2]

I'm married to the money (the money, money)
[x4]