Lyrics:

He Thought The Money Make You Happy
it Don't Make You Different
i Start To See That Shit Myself When I Got A Couple Millioncrawled Through The Mud, I Can't Lie, I Seen Too Much
real Steppers Outside, They'll Squeeze And Bust

i Told My Brother Have Some Patience And Your Day'll Come
now He Sittin' In The County Jail And He Ain't Got No Bond
you Can't Walk Inside My Shoes Like A Sneaker Con
i Overcome Obstacles And They Still Come

i Was Tryna Make A Way Out, Like It Was My First Day Out
remember My First Day Out, Now I Got M's In Account
i Eat That Pussy Like Steak, She Eat My Dick Like A Crepe
i Got Some Niggas In The South, I Sip On Purple Like Grape

these Streets By My Side, You Don't Want War With Us
i Felt So Stuck In My Life I Had To Pour Me A Cup
if I Hurt Your Feelings, I'm Sorry, I Don't Apologize
my Penthouse Got A Bird's View Through God's Eyes
i Got Gang Gang (Gang Gang)
i Got Mob Ties (Mob Ties)
i Got Porsche, With The Frog Eyes
got A Hand-Crafted Jet Jet With A Palmpilot
all This Money On My Mind, I Talk To God About It, Yeah, Yeah

i Gotta Grab Dough (Grab Dough)
brand New White-White Rolls Royce
and That Bitch Match Her Toes (Yeah, Yeah)
i Was Out Flockin', I Ain't Have A Choice
i Ain't Even Had No Clothes
i Put My Wrist Inside The Freezer, Watch The Patek Froze

think About The Time, Man, We Was Ten
we Was Hoppin' Fences
i Was Stayin' Inside The Trenches
i Keep A Strap For You And You, I Know The Opps Intentions
back In Genesis I Was O.t. With The Coco
she Got A Bangin' Body, Booty Like A Roller Coaster

these Streets By My Side, You Don't Want War With Us
i Felt So Stuck In My Life I Had To Pour Me A Cup
if I Hurt Your Feelings, I'm Sorry, I Don't Apologize
my Penthouse Got A Bird's View Through God's Eyes
i Got Gang Gang (Gang Gang)
i Got Mob Ties (Mob Ties)
i Got Porsche, With The Frog Eyes
got A Hand-Crafted Jet Jet With A Palmpilot
all This Money On My Mind, I Talk To God About It, Yeah, Yeah