This is a song about "Money run de world"

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

Ill give you a run for your money

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

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

My turf, strong nerve, never on the reverse, stay rehearsed or cursed,

Taking over the world while the money adds up

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

Re-directed de-ci-sions

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

"how money running this world?!"

Long as she come to me first