I need a bitch so bad, she make the whole room uncomfortable **** know my price tag, to you it's not affordable

Got a sword in my pocket and you know this shit's portable But he won't see a thing when it go right through his orbital

You **** is incompetent, no competition I feel like I'm Greg Popovich, know I'm always winning

Yeah, and the money call my phone That's my favorite bitch, I pull up when she's home

Gotta talk smooth to the bitch and watch my tone I'm a slave for the bitch and for her I'll do the most

Yeah, is it money that we working for? Money make your brother shoot your brother through the door

Money turn a great wife to a damn whore Money make your friends fiends and turn your ass poor

Yeah, is it money that we working for? It kinda bring you stability and peace of mind

I run it up, I run it up, don't take no peace of mine Ain't it ironic how we change as we watch time

I used to think that money really wasn't key to happiness But now I realize it's the key to happiness and evenness

And even if it change your people, you can buy some new friends But let's be real, boy, I can't pretend

Money is the root of society's end How the fuck a piece of paper make you kill your friend?

And leave him on the street with 30 shots up in his head?

You ain't Stephen Curry, The money blowing up your phone, boy, you better hurry

But fuck your principles, the money got your soul hurting Money make you hella lonely and I know it's certain

But listen up, a **** preaching, hope you **** learning

Yeah, and the money call my phone That's my favorite bitch, I'll pull up when she home

Gotta talk smooth to the bitch and watch my tone I'm a slave for the bitch and for her I'll do the most

Yeah, is it money that we working for? Money make your brother shoot your brother through the door

Money turn a great wife to a damn whore Money make your friends fiends and turn your ass poor

Yeah, is it money that we working for? It kinda bring you stability and peace of mind

I run it up, I run it up, don't take a piece of mine Ain't it ironic how we change as we watch time

I need a bitch so bad she make the whole room uncomfortable