He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live
Money got me excited, i'm coming four or five times
Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars
Money mayhem got them niggas all goth
We got money so we ball out
In her defense she a part of the crowd
Money is the basis, ain't nobody got patience
If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things
I got money dripping from my pockets.
I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks
Got a lot money, no mouldy meat
Indubitably i'm too street
The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy
Ive got no money and no honey life never sunny
Money got my fam going back words
Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards
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