This is a song about "Money run de world"

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Run on a ramage until the world ends

During the summer my addiction took a turn for tha worst

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

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Left u de-formed,senseless like wayne's chorus

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

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

Que ni soy ni soy de ojos azules ni de piel negra seria seria

From you. you're the one holding me back at the club or maybe the pub down the

We left em a world that's cursed

"how money running this world?!"

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Re-directed de-ci-sions

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag

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