Lyrics:
M-O-E, bitch
E-Z
On the grind, straight gettin' it
Bout my cheese like Junior Kid
That money talk, I speak fluently
The dime size keep evokin' me
even taking what's not mine like I'm shopping lifting
Mind on my money money on my mind
24/7 You know I'm on my grind
Look at your watch you on my time
to makin' money, listen to revelations
And Jags and Navigations, PlayStation, stay breakin'
Platinum deuce, conversations to rule a thug nation
[Chorus]
I'm
aint worried about you
Im just getting to the money
Duffle bag full of blues Im just getting to the money
I aint playing by no rules
Im just getting
the world for the cabbage (Squeek Rule)
[Ice Cube]
Keep it gansta why'all, keep it gangsta
Keep it gansta why'all, keep it gangsta
Keep it gansta why'all,
If I'm to wavy well then you can call me Aquaman
I use to run from 12
Now I got VVS all on my hand
I keep you by my side she wanna ride my Tide
Money talk and cash rules
I bout to get dollars so us act a fool, now
What huh, what huh, what huh, what, yo, yo, yo, yo
I use to flip
standin by what i said
Keep a bad bitch just to lay dine for bed fuck her and go ima leave her on read
I dont play games i play with no rules i had dat tool
the cradle to the grave
I want to rule and I did, the day I was made
I'm a Made Man
I want the world and everything up in it
No settling this time, this time,
the existence of class is the ugliest thing
When we're all human we bleed and we piss
And if for some reason in this rap I seem pissed
Is cause money rules
the hard times
Erase the gaze of the inner haze
Reveal the dust through the maze
Disappear for days
Off in a tent
Parked by the bay
It's easier this way
Get on out my face
Don’t care what you talkin bout
Get on out the way
From the A. G. G
And mixed with Bayou
Bout to take over the world
But I’m not by
into the mall, happy holidays
They don't know nothin' bout the Maccabees
Don't tell me nun bout X-mas
The world, man, it really don't like Jesus
Girl you fucked up im a good one to lose
I cant trust that bitch by the way she move her lips
She just want the world and cry when she dont win
Yea im
(She don't want no love)
Yeah, woah
I got lots of cash so I spend it how I want
Money rule the world, but I been knew that from the jump
And sometime
turn into panting
See it’s one thing when you have no money
But when I owe money it’s a madness
See I was 17 when I got
Bumped by a girl and the
Same day
homie keep on run and never stop you can fall but you gat to wake up
x2
RAP VERSE 2
Money rules the world
But it can’t save the world
You can buy
I've ever been is fucking fly
All you've ever beens a rotten liar
With forgotten style, boy, I'm trotting by
I'm the type of kid thats talking shit that
[Chorus:]
Nobody loves me
Sometimes the world can seem so cold
Looking through the windows of my soul
I see, the true fan now I know (I know, I
The world is yours if you follow the rules and play by it
All you got is your balls and words, you gotta stay by it
The streets of rap is still do or die
the cradle to the grave
I wanted to rule and I did, the day I was made, I'm a Made Man
I want the world the and everything up in it
No settling this time,
I was born to rule the world, I get mad and snap like Thanos
I'll throw all these bands if you can make it clap with no hands hoe
She say I'm gaining
Them niggas down him
Just a couple brown men tryna
Get some clean money (yeahh)
Oh this is life well it's alright I
Got this hotel for the night
But for
the new saver the moment
Breaking rules and bread like Walter
Drug enforcing fiends that's Pinkman
People like 'em except Noris
Don't use your saved cash
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