rated well planned It's the rap scene was puzzled cos I hit em full blast I got a concept that everybody know Its all about the money and shows so here
the crooked World revolves Love spelt backwards is evol (evolve) And Evil spelt backwards is live or live And when death comes you better have lives to give I spit that real
Money Money, Make Money Money Money, Make Money Money, Make Money Money Money, Make Money Money, Make Money Money Money, Make Money Money, Make Money Money
ghost ride the whip It's real talk, shade niggas couldn't get a tan from me Cause I get in the ring for that Vince McMahon money Soon as his un-tuck BAM
a ass so big with a waist as little as yours hun And by tha expressions on them hotties grills I know they wanna holla at somebody real And I'm usually
want you back) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I want you back) Nah, nah, nah, nah Trying to live without your love Is one long sleepless night Let me show
I want you back) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I want you back) Nah, nah, nah, nah Trying to live without your love Is one long sleepless night Let me show
the purp, Imma smoke to this Getting money, duckin hatas, nigga I ain't loafin biiitch Cobain [Lil Wayne sample] Real niggas fuck wit me, Real niggas fuck wit me, Real
day out in Beverly Hills She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still Believing the screens or anything there But reality shows ain't real So pretentious
man Shoe box money, and crumbled up 20's I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey For honey, I will live, be a father for the kids I'll show
me living in prison for 10 but uh money, hoes, cars, clothes came from flows not quarters to have tha whole os this[? ] as tha cold king Johny got me lookin live
don't wanna claim your baby, you naked headed lover, that's your babies mother That's you A woman that's so deceitful, smilin as you do evil, makin money
ya'll ain't ready baby Yeah I'm living like a motherfucking chevy baby Or like a ford I'm buit ford ford tough Blowing on that real real purple purple
fire, get rotation like tires Gotta show love to my people, cause they are my album buyers I'ma rep for the real niggaz and the real bitches, that's struggling
with a killa, and I'ma show you how to ride [Hook] [Z-Ro] I'ma show you motherfuckers, how to ride Let a motherfucker disrespect me, I'ma show a motherfucker
up in your lungs Get your paper, get your dough, buy it off the show room floor Go about this process slow, and feel the pain of my nigga Z-Ro Over money
looking for shit to go down For my real ass players, man, they don't want me now Use to show me love, that's something they don't show me now Left a player
