you know cash still rules it’s inevitable

Who makes the world go round from prison or school

there’s nothing more lethal thats killing our people

Daily for the dollar I mean root of all evil

I guess what matters is what be driving the grind

You leave wirh respect or have shame stuck on your mind

The street is watching theres undeniable signs

Look at the back of a bill was looking back is an eye

sitting on top of a pyramid distributing lies

Saying in God we trust, but that’s just a disguise

guns, oil and drugs, how was truly defined?

You gotta get in how you fit in different hustles aside

That’s why I’m only moving dope, not limited by coast

For my people in favelas i be reassuring hope

that this life is what you make it either sink or float

And rise above any struggle because we can’t be broke

Yeah myalansky feels good you know what I’m sayin every day above ground is a good day you know what I’m saying when your gettin paper then it seems like every day a holiday you can smile now **** put that frown away take a trip to Paris get the money then you got the power I need my bread tall like the Eiffel Tower remember days we used to hustle on the block corners Jamaican peta price was cheap we use to cop from em slang en yay **** probably move a brick a day cross a dollar boy don’t make me go and get the k drug trade turned some **** into millionaires 3 grade Lego blocks we used to make the squares having dreams on what day to touch the finer things strive hard to be the best that’s inside of me who ever thought one day I’d sign a major deal with the RZA and Devine this ain’t no game it’s real many came I was selected from a chosen few maintain I’m still the best amongst the old and new