Money rule the world and money bring problems
F*ck boys winning and broke boys hollin
When this shit get cold, you just gotta stay solid
There's a light at the end of the tunnel, gotta find it
Tryna run it up for the days we ain't had it
Sleeping on a cold hard floor, no mattress
Eating bread with the ramen noodle packets
Walking down West Ave no jacket
Tell me how the f*ck that shit even make sense
I done lost brothers, I done lost friends
I was solid, I was sticking to the end
How you hate me, but you acting like a fan
But I'm the man
Told my A1s that I really
Had a plan
Split it even wit em when I touch a hunnid bands
Smoking so loud, I'm in a blacked out trance
I'm too turnt, know you hate it in the truth hurt
Fore you make it, gotta choose first
Cause will yo friends be your friends whenthey put you in the dirt
Money rule the world and money bring problems
F*ck boys winning and broke boys hollin
When this shit get cold, you just gotta stay solid
There's a light at the end of the tunnel, gotta find it
Tryna run it up for the days we ain't had it
Sleeping on a cold hard floor, no mattress
Eating bread with the ramen noodle packets
Walking down West Ave no jacket
White boy from a cracked out city Touched my first 10 bands tryna make them boys feel me Running up a bag in this bitch, I'm attracted to it tryna make sure they hear me
Keep my head low for the internet beefers yeah, only God put fear in me
Gotta keep my mindset right, I ain't did nun wrong but the devil keep daring me
I'm from the motherf*ckin' A man
In this city, it's get money, no dummy shit Cause when you come from nothing like I came
From nothing You just gotta make it
Vibe!
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Money rule the world and money bring problems
F*ck boys winning and broke boys hollin
When this shit get cold, you just gotta stay solid
There's a light at the end of the tunnel, gotta find it
Tryna run it up for the days we ain't had it
Sleeping on a cold hard floor, no mattress
Eating bread with the ramen noodle packets
Walking down West Ave no jacket
Tell me how the f*ck that shit even make sense
I done lost brothers, I done lost friends
I was solid, I was sticking to the end
How you hate me, but you acting like a fan
But I'm the man
Told my A1s that I really
Had a plan
Split it even wit em when I touch a hunnid bands
Smoking so loud, I'm in a blacked out trance
I'm too turnt, know you hate it in the truth hurt
Fore you make it, gotta choose first
Cause will yo friends be your friends whenthey put you in the dirt
Money rule the world and money bring problems
F*ck boys winning and broke boys hollin
When this shit get cold, you just gotta stay solid
There's a light at the end of the tunnel, gotta find it
Tryna run it up for the days we ain't had it
Sleeping on a cold hard floor, no mattress
Eating bread with the ramen noodle packets
Walking down West Ave no jacket
White boy from a cracked out city Touched my first 10 bands tryna make them boys feel me Running up a bag in this bitch, I'm attracted to it tryna make sure they hear me
Keep my head low for the internet beefers yeah, only God put fear in me
Gotta keep my mindset right, I ain't did nun wrong but the devil keep daring me
I'm from the motherf*ckin' A man
In this city, it's get money, no dummy shit Cause when you come from nothing like I came
From nothing You just gotta make it
Vibe!
F*ck boys winning and broke boys hollin
When this shit get cold, you just gotta stay solid
There's a light at the end of the tunnel, gotta find it
Tryna run it up for the days we ain't had it
Sleeping on a cold hard floor, no mattress
Eating bread with the ramen noodle packets
Walking down West Ave no jacket
Tell me how the f*ck that shit even make sense
I done lost brothers, I done lost friends
I was solid, I was sticking to the end
How you hate me, but you acting like a fan
But I'm the man
Told my A1s that I really
Had a plan
Split it even wit em when I touch a hunnid bands
Smoking so loud, I'm in a blacked out trance
I'm too turnt, know you hate it in the truth hurt
Fore you make it, gotta choose first
Cause will yo friends be your friends whenthey put you in the dirt
Money rule the world and money bring problems
F*ck boys winning and broke boys hollin
When this shit get cold, you just gotta stay solid
There's a light at the end of the tunnel, gotta find it
Tryna run it up for the days we ain't had it
Sleeping on a cold hard floor, no mattress
Eating bread with the ramen noodle packets
Walking down West Ave no jacket
White boy from a cracked out city Touched my first 10 bands tryna make them boys feel me Running up a bag in this bitch, I'm attracted to it tryna make sure they hear me
Keep my head low for the internet beefers yeah, only God put fear in me
Gotta keep my mindset right, I ain't did nun wrong but the devil keep daring me
I'm from the motherf*ckin' A man
In this city, it's get money, no dummy shit Cause when you come from nothing like I came
From nothing You just gotta make it
Vibe!
Writer: Aiden Mayor
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