IN LOVE WITH MONEY
Plies Lyrics

Ay homie, man my grandma told me dog, "Plies sit down somewhere, boy, money ain't everythang" I told her, "shit, how you know? You ain't never had none"
Despite his grandma's advice that money isn't everything, Plies argues that she can't possibly know since she's never had any herself.

I'm allergic to broke, I'm addicted to stuntin' I'm infatuated with hoes And I'm in love with money, I'm in love with money (money) I'm in love with money (money) I'm in love with money (money) I'm in love with money (money)
Plies is repulsed by the idea of being poor, and instead loves to show off his wealth, his relationships with women, and above all, his money.

Call me what you want, but you can't call me broke You pussy ass niggas, y'all who I hustle for You in these streets and you ain't gettin' money, you a joke I got fuck up money, nigga, money to blow You throw yours in the air, I throw mines on the flo' You talk about money, I know how to get it, though I'ma get money and I'ma die two thangs for sho' You either sell dope or rob, you know how it go I grind for twenty hours, nigga, and sleep four I got the 26's, I want the 8's though I got five whips, I want five mo' I'm in love with money, mothafuck a hoe
Plies feels that he is defined by his wealth, and he ridicules those who don't have it. He makes no apologies for being involved in illegal activities to make money, and is constantly striving for more. He has a passion for money, and doesn't care about relationships with women.

Everythang from this dro I blow, The 24's I sit up under this new whip I can't get it from a bitch You know the first gone come and the bills be due One day da hurs [?] gon' come and 'til they do, I'm gon' get, meals on top of meals Damn how a hata' feel They talkin' about it I'm tryna get it forreal Hey, they pretendin' about it, but I can get it forreal I done slung every drug you can deal (Yeah) plenty times I could've been killed But not only did I live you should See how niggas live, Gotta water flood property, They both back at her crib, Movie with Denzel and the nigga actin forreal I used to not have it to spend but Now I got it to give '96 Impala and challengin' niggas to steal My neck gone swell, Everythang on chill I'ma ball 'til I fall, keyword, "until" yeah
Despite the dangers he faced dealing drugs, Plies continued with it to accumulate more wealth. Now that he's made it big, he dismisses those who talk about it, investing his time and money for real. He revels in the materialistic things he's able to afford and is proud of his success in beating the odds.

If you can count it in ya hands, you ain't got enough I want a money machine to count mines, brah I'm tired of the shoe box, I wanna see money trucks You everythang with money, without it, ya fuck Talk to a broke nigga, I bet his life rough, Talk to a rich nigga, I bet he cheer ya up I don't need no homeboys I need my pockets stuffed 'Cause I'm runnin' out of time, nigga I'm in a rush 'Cause it's a fucked up feeling to ya' pocket's touch You gettin' a quarter now, you shoot for a bird You got ya' first stack, now hustle for a third 'Cause money make the world go 'round if you ain't heard If I ever go to prison, money gone be the reason And if I'm lyin', God, stop me from breathin' I'm tryin' to live good Homie, I'm tired of strugglin' And to be honest with ya dog, I'm tired of hustlin'
Plies believes in the importance of having a lot of money, and vividly explains his desire for even more money to the extent of being able to have it counted by a machine while yearning to have trucks full of his wealth delivered right to his doorstep. To him, there are no real friends or companionships, only an obsession with filling his own pockets out of fear of running out of time. He also recognizes the power of money, as it not only motivates him to hustle, but those around him.