This is a song about "Money run de world"

They want the money and the power that's just the world we living in,

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

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

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

You cross dress like oscar de hoya, your life's a cock fest

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

I run for the money

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

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

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look