Yup money talks, but for you money walks
I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs
That i just haven't came up with a name yet
Dead they chose money over your head"
Tyler the creator invented some new shit
Music is money, money isn't music
Getting to the money
Blow up on this society
I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see
"money over everything," is a fallacy mentality, that promotes living unhappily
Everybody put three fingers in the air
Some mascara over here, an implant over there
Taking over the world while the money adds up
I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup
Aye rich, another 5 on the g men
I thanked him over and over again
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