This is a song about "Money run de world"

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

She wanted to fight at first

"how money running this world?!"

Taking over the world while the money adds up

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

I run for the money

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

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

Let's say we have a long night and a fast morning

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

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

And i can see our world is dying, money and power's changing us

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous