This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy
Either way we body for money
Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity
I broke mama heart with no college
Young money young money yeah we getting rich
Where you belong with your family
Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money
But five years from now i bet she see
Im in it for the money
But make sure if they do see
I ain't got no money,
What them tippers don't see
Boy im out here chasing money
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