This is a song about "Money run de world"

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

Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please

We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck

Taking over the world while the money adds up

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

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

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

But i murder him first

"how money running this world?!"

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

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

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

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