I contemplated bout hitting the stove

Tug of war on my conscience

Money the root of problems, I need more money to solve them

Granted with stimulus, stimulates my every endorphin

The money haunting us, I'm keeping quiet I hear voices

In this life of sin a scratch to win embarks a voyage

In this life of sin your dearest friend may try to destroy you

Pussy, Power, Percentages, and some Paranoia

My essentials to keep me locomotive on God's soil

This world dark, I fly with gargoyles

This life short, don't let your time spoil

King Kunta, if I'm crowned royal

I battled negligence

My tears was the heaviest

My pain was never relevant

But wait, wait, wait

"You like these new denims? You like these new shoes?"

"Man I can't wait for tonight, it's rey be a movie"

"All this money, all these women wit big booties, I'm telling you it's a gon' be a movie"

Oh yea, that's where your focus at? Man, your brain is a like a cul de sac

Don't let your fortune become unfortunate

Embrace it like your favorite bitch

Cause when it's gone you lonely as a orphan gets

Don't forget that I told you that

Try forget they showed you that

Posted at the functions where the hoes be at

Pistols at your neck that's where you coldest at

Take it off you like you owed em that, but you ain't owe em that

All that money that you flaunting turn you to a target

Ain't nothing but a price tag to put you on the market

Them problems like a non oiled engine, you don't wan' start it

Keep your money and your mind in a safe place, and your heart and soul

Especially the soul, that's where all the gold be at man, that's where all the gold be at