Now everybody they lookin' at me, now they lookin' at me Smokin' and stackin' and countin' up green I think I need me a money machine I heard some fuckboys are plottin' on me Waist 32, .40 tucked in my jeans Won't forget when no one cared about me

My money machine, my money machine, my money machine Go beep-beep Money machine, my money machine, my money machine My money machine, money machine, my money machine My money machine, my Florescent lamps in my crib Providing life for my seeds I'm a get

Fuck it all Hate breeds hate my eyes they have seen A system that feeds their machine with The blood, sweat and money of the poor, poor The decimation of all that is pure, pure Corruption gets rich, honesty just exists 'Cause nobody cares anymore,