Used to not be allowed in the building But now we on the rooftop Lotta money, lotta luggage, lotta hoes When you putting in work, that's how it goes Alota shit done change New clothes new cars new things Them same boys that used to be at the bottom Came

Get someone you love? Get someone you need? Fuck that, get money I can't give you my soul 'cause we're never alone I don't want your body But I hate to think about you with somebody else Our love has gone cold You're intertwining your soul with somebody

I believe in love I believe in love, it's all we got Without love I wouldn't believe Love has no boundaries, costs nothing to touch War makes money, cancer sleeps Curled up in my father and that means something to me Churches and dictators, politics and

This game is nothin' I'm new to Money too long for a ruler I swim in it like Barracuda Man, I'm goin' deeper than scuba Y'all know nothin' 'bout this do ya? I'm grateful, I'm prayin' to Buddha (yeah) Y'all know nothin' 'bout this do ya? (yeah) Y'all know

And Troooll Doll Mr. Troll and me, To the tune of "Desire" Troll Doll out on the street Got no job got no money Got no shoes on the feet But you gotts stay tall, stay high

Pussy, money, fame (pussy, money and fame, pussy, money and fame) Pussy, money, fame What would you do for that pussy? (for that pussy) What would you do for that fame? (for that fame) What would you do for that money? (for that money) Come alive for

And since the day I left Milwaukee Lyncheburg Bordeaux, France And helping white people dance You had some of the best times You'll never remember with me Alcohol, alcohol Been making the bars With lots of big money I got you in trouble in high school

Forty thou to a hunned thou A hunned thou 'nother hunned thou Three hunned thou, five hunned thou A milli y'all let's have a money shower Fuck up some commas, let's fuck up some commas yeah Let's fuck up some commas, let's fuck up some commas yeah Give

Loves lots of money, back's against the wall Now lemme tell ya my story, I got a man-sized predicament And it's a big one, goes like this, yeah My my, ow, yeah! Never had confession, never had a home Never had no worry, until I met Domino Ain't the

(Okay, okay, okay) I wish my problems would go away (Okay, okay, okay) I wish my problems would go away, away, away I wish my problems would go away, away, away They say Luda would you rather have the money or the fame And I steady try to tell em that it