This is a song about "Money run de world"

I run for the money

I came up hungry

But i murder him first

"how money running this world?!"

Re-directed de-ci-sions

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

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

I style on new york, pile up my fork

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

Went away for a little, let my wisdom increase

Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please

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

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag