My father told me, lying on his bed of death, "boy," he says, "woman she's gonna make it, don't fool your self 'cause she's got something to make a man lay that money, uh, right in her hand And the very thing that makes her rich will make you poor The

Like haiku, I speak smooth (ooh) But, they tryna fuck up my mood (oh) Thought we cool, buy when you round (ooh) Yuh, yuh, yuh, ooh, ha You won't, yessir ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney Okay, what you say? Yuh, yuh, common sense is to compromise

Just a lil' bit (Do you think about me) Do you think about me? Every now and then God damn girl, we used to be friends I know you think about me, You think about money when you think about me huh, That's what my ex, my ex you don't want to be her, She

Nigga fuck you and your fake well wishing Forty thousand in my pocket (you see it) Another twenty on the way (you see it, ay) I got a fish for a dollar (you see it, uh) Five hundred for the Jays (you see it, ay) I get money out the ass (you see it) I

Look at your Rollie, uh, look at my Rollie, uh That's a small face, uh, this a big face, uh Gettin' bored with this money, count it all day She can't see my room, fuck her in the hallway (yeah) Because it's the last ride ever gonna That I'm ever gonna

Who's this? He should be in cockpit, uh On my wood, that bitch won't give me polish, uh ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney Guantanamera, we hit a lick on your bitch I'm a Goodfella, Maison Margiela my kick, uh I am faucet failure, my nigga, I got drip, uh

Shit getting realer and realer, uh Came up on a couple of million, uh I invest that in some buildings, uh Look at my money, it tripled, uh I lost my bro to the system, uh I lost my bro to a pistol, uh They tried to take me with him, uh I can't go for

Tia, Tamera (Uh, wait) Hair grow long like Chia Money go long like Nia I am the big idea My twins big like Tia My twins big like Tia, Tamera (Uh, wait) Tia, Tamera Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Tia, Tamera (Rico, uh, wait)

Uh oh, fresh out the bed Uh oh, count up the deads You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble) You niggas in trouble No forreal, no cap, my money long like anacondas If you think about runnin' with that then you in trouble Fresh out, outta the bed, count

Teach you how to be a boss (boss), top dropped off (skrrt) Motherfuck the fame, I done came to the vault (for what) You a little man (little, huh) Your money getting shorter (shorter) My bitch from 'cross the water (bitch) Teach you how to count it