This is a song about "Money run de world"

But make sure if they do see

I run for the money

Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please

We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies

Better acknowledge i'm fienin for that spotlight, cause i'm comin for first, bout to burst,

After im done sorry hun gotta go run, now im in one with the world

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

I'll terrorize the cul-de-sac, rappers, i ain't holding back,

Fakes try to put me on de-frost, they be glossed,

If you thought it, it better be what you want

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

World on my shoulders as i run back to this my childhood

Slick rick, de la soul, and rakim spit sicker,

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her