Mxney Chase - Gennaro Angiulo: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Gennaro Angiulo

Mxney Chase

Hip-Hop/Rap

Mxney Chase adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Rothchild Music Group tarafından 9 Ocak 2026 tarihinde yayınlandıMotivation Mafia

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümMotivation Mafia

Çıkış Tarihi9 Ocak 2026

FirmaRothchild Music Group

LanguageEnglish

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM86

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Müzik Videosu

Müzik Videosu

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Gennaro Angiulo

Gennaro Angiulo

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Genaro Campbell

Genaro Campbell

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Gennaro Angiulo

Gennaro Angiulo

Producer

Şarkı sözleri

[INTRO-Talk Only/Spoken]

I focus more on my money than people,

’Cause I never met a motherf**kin’ dead president I didn’t like.

I told y’all I was comin’…

Well, it’s my time now…

It’s my time.. Rothchild Music Group baby!

[he laughs confidently while soulful woman sings soft “ooohs” behind him]

[VERSE 1]

Show me how you spend your money, I’ll show you your priorities—

Cold truths is carved in the corners of my memories.

Got tired of people actin’ like they had my fuckin' back,

But I looked up to ’em, just so they could lead me off track—

Forced me to do my own thing and sharpen my own sword,

Had to build my own map and walk roads they never explored.

I had to finally realize that I’m the smartest one I know,

If I’d listened to myself from the jump, I’d’ve been rich a long time ago

Would've been ahead in the hustle, instead of trustin’ these muthafuckaz

Who loved when I followed, but hated when I discovered.

Sometimes I wonder if they guided me wrong on purpose,

Didn’t wanna see me rise, didn’t wanna see me surface.

It’s crazy ’cause it’s always the ones you admire,

Smiling in your face while planning your flat tire.

But I’m good though—my mother raised a hustler,

’Cause she was a hustler, and now I’m a born adjuster.

People said I wasn’t shit, said I’d never be nothin’,

So I proved ’em all wrong with plans already in discussion

At the end of the day, I realized I was my worst enemy,

I wasn’t listenin’ to me—my own voice was the remedy.

So now I focus on my bag, stack my bag in silence,

Can’t worry ’bout who watchin' or the haters who eyein'

He ain’t doin’ better than me—money don’t equal no peace,

Most rich folks life ain't calm, they just got chaos on a leash.

Even giants fall off—like Diddy wildin’ in the streets,

Shows money don’t make you righteous, it just magnifies your beast.

Now I walk with God, while the fake ones break like brittle glass,

Cut the grass low—saw the snakes and now I rise first-class.

[CHORUS-Female Singer]

I stopped chasin’ money when money started chasin’ me,

Now it’s just me and God, movin’ faithfully.

I trust my thoughts—my affirmations never lied,

I’m the smartest in my circle, now I walk with pride.

[VERSE 2]

My mistakes made me a mastermind my blueprint in my scars,

They taught me how to navigate the shadows and the stars.

Every time I think God ain’t got my back and he stays quiet,

He shows me that He’s there—guidin’ me through every riot.

I’m the apple of His eye—no debate, no discussion,

Success ain’t just money, it’s you surving through corruption.

I dodged bullets, dodged courtrooms, dodged police raids,

Shootouts with drug lords, and block-trap charades.

Dodged diseases, dodged drama from bitches and hoes,

Livin’ like a rockstar but still kept my soul.

Success ain’t the cash, it’s the peace that I built,

Cleaning years of wrong targets, now perfected my tilt.

Got the right aim now—my account stacked full,

Every move kinglike, every step purposeful.

Money never let me down, hustle never betrayed,

Mama’s lessons still echo like a drumline parade.

Now I picture my future through Versace shades—

Luxury cars, fine wife, lake-house upgrades.

Designer wear, fine dining, passports tatted with stamps,

Puerto Rico getaways, five-star suites and camps.

Airplanes like taxis—world travel on repeat,

Small circle so the profit margin stays elite.

Sip the best coffee while puffin’ a Cohiba,

Black truck for the winter, summer whip with Alpine speakers

Success ain’t just seen—it’s felt in the quiet of dawn,

I survived storms built to kill me—now I rise like a new king born.

[CHORUS-Female Singer]

I stopped chasin’ money when money started chasin’ me,

Now it’s just me and God, movin’ faithfully.

I trust my thoughts—my affirmations never lied,

I’m the smartest in my circle, now I walk with pride.

[OUTRO-Rapper talking]

I stopped listenin’ to what people say and start watchin' what they do,

Behavior never lies… now I move with a chosen few.

Let’s get this money... Rothchild...and we out!

Written by: Genaro Campbell

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