This is a song about "Money run de world"

Always ask to video chat first, and always suspect the worst,

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

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

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Honestly i could run this world better, be a better captain.

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

A " d boy ", the town i'm representin is de-troit

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

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

But make sure if they do see

Ill give you a run for your money

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends