M.O.N.E.Y

You said you want the moolah

Well come and get it here it is

Diamond studded from the brim of the cap, down to the wrists

And it's so enticing

It drive you like a license

Suddenly enlightened by the glimmer of lycans

A dog is what they call me

Money like Wolf of Wall Street

Tell me just how you ball

Like honey that's where the fall be

A free fall when it's free for all

But not like free literally

I’m tryna break free from my demons

Break it down for you Fully

It's fundamental, a higher power when it's from the mental

I let my words portray the vibe and tempo

I don't even need the music, kill the instrumental

A soft spoken man with a razor sharp train of thought

Godzilla I tear that train apart

Cuz in most cases

It leads me to down the most cases

Handle of Henny and with no chaser

But then I see it straight like like

That's why they left, cuz they ain't right right

And don't compare, we not the same height

The rest of em sea level, let me take flight

It's all about the M.O.N.E

And Y must everything revolve around the penny

I walk upon the streets without any

Tryna keep a steady pace

It's all about the M.O.N.E

And Y must everything revolve around the penny

I walk upon the streets without any

Tryna keep a steady pace

So as I walk upon the streets

Hear me speak upon beats

Music delicacies we finna feast like

Hometown hit you with the profound

A working Blue Scholar like I'm Pro Brown

Okay it's on now

Epiphanies from the cortex

Hot as solar strikes

But colder than a vortex, polar

Mind controller, time slower

These rappers outta money when their printer's out of toner

Knowledge of self my one true intention

Traveling to find my own dimension

This for my 9 to 5 to stay alive

And I know that God with me, I ain't afraid to die

I take another second and I exhale

I know you’ve been through more than most and you’ve seen hell

But don't be scared homie

You know I care homie

I know you think my shit is shit

It's only fair homie

Now where my chair homie

I mean the throne, my b

I mean it doesn't really matter

Pay my dues only

And I'll be fine homie

Cuz we still fly homie

Economy seats with the slight recline homie

But I still wanna be the one they call out

For an encore, run it back, go all out

It's all about the M.O.N.E

And Y must everything revolve around the penny

I walk upon the streets without any

Tryna keep a steady pace

It's all about the M.O.N.E

And Y must everything revolve around the penny

I walk upon the streets without any

Tryna keep a steady pace

Yeah, and as life goes on

We walking and listen to the same old song

S/o Mountain Brothers

S/o Native Souls

But y'all already know how that goes..