This is a song about "Money run de world"

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

A " d boy ", the town i'm representin is de-troit

Blow up on this society

I run for the money

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends

"how money running this world?!"

Long as she come to me first