If it ain't about the money Don't be blowin' me up, nigga I ain't gettin' up Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop wastin' my time Nah I can't even hear what you say, I ain't finna do shit Bitch, you can miss me with it, bitch nigga miss me with it

Damn, here we go again Everything I'm not, made me everything I am People talkin' shit, but when the shit hit the fan Everybody sayin' what's not for him Common passed on this beat I made it to a jam Now everything I'm not, made me everything I am I'll

I'm just in the cut sittin' sideways Way that you lookin' all the time I know you like to drink 'til the sun up Grind 'til you come up Work all winter, shine all summer Ride for your brother You die for your mother Keep that shit a hunna I know you wanna

I know you thought I wouldn't shine like this They know I took my time with the shit Diamonds on my neck, I blind them with the wrist I grind like this So I can shine like this Them diamonds on my wrist Damn, it feels good from way up here Damn, it feels

You might not never come down You may never ever come down It took too long to get this high off the ground Don't run, just stay awhile Now you, drank up all my liquor, come on What I'm supposed to do now? You talkin' all that shit, now come on You gonna

Mo Money, yeah Mo Money, Blow Money, Show Money Party Money, Side Ho Money, Dope Money New Clothes money from shit that I wrote money So much money I don't know who stole from me Hard to keep track I'm used to having no money Still broke compared to

She gon' let that shit bang for me yeah Yeah let it bang for me, yeah let it bang for me Baby yes you're mine, baby yes you're fine When I'm on the road, do I cross your mind? When I'm on the road, baby yes come ride, yeah I can't do this anymore, yeah

You just a .. (hoe) Dirty-ass .. (hoe) I'm yo' pimp, you my bitch I gotta tell you motherfuckers the truth This is straight G shit And all you can do is respect it

Take me downtown barney lock me up Read me my rights put me in cuffs And I’ll do my time raise my right hand And I’ll tell the judge I’ll do that shit again Somebody better call the law We done took it outside we’re about to brawl Ol’ boy done put his

Cause that where them real niggas at. The royal penis is clean your highness Thank you, king shit Yeah motherfuckers! Welcome to the United States of America. Time to roll out the red carpet on y'all bitch asses. Hailing from the filthy, dirty South,