Where i grew up we had no money - money

The crib was so cold my nose was running

Then i got tired of being broke i had to chase it

Since i was Jit i knew how to take it

No one can stand on my way

No one can move me from this bread - nah nah

I just want the money not the fame - fame

Dead presidents left in my safe

I'm just trying get to the money money

To the money money to the money

I'm just trying get to the money money

To the money money to the money

I'm just tryna get the bankroll this guap, this paper

I'm just tryna get my bread up

This Mulla ,On my radar

When i enter the bank they give me a private room

Stacking my money up ,reach to the roof

They telling me i should move with a tool

Already got it i just move with the shooters

I say what i want, man i do what i do

If the pressure makes diamonds you can tell I'm cool

Cut from the cloth that was raised by the Wu-tang

Who's the highest up in the room

If you telling me it ain't me

**** prolly it ain't you

Lately I've been thinking of moving to Calabasas

No one can hold me like cactus

I'm just moving to the top i don't care about backwards

That's why i stick to my standards

No one can stand on my way - nah

No one can move me from this bread - nah nah

I just want the money not the fame

Dead presidents left in my safe

I'm just trying get to the money money to the money money to the money

I'm just trying get to the money money to the money money to the money

I'm just tryna get the bankroll this guap this paper

I'm just tryna get my bread up

This Mulla ,On my radar