This is a song about "Money run de world"

I run for the money

We're living in a fantasy

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

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

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

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

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

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

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

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

Until they get the munchies and say "i want a dime" crazy ass you can't eat a