They want the money and the power that's just the world we living in,
If a period is late then i will mark it with a question
Run on a ramage until the world ends
Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends
Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please
And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories
We left em a world that's cursed
"how money running this world?!"
I run for the money
Cause some of you bitches funny
Motor city's gritty, clowns like you get bent and then de-stroyed
Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point
Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad
I'll terrorize the cul-de-sac, rappers, i ain't holding back,
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