Money makes the world go round
So I'm leasing my inhibitions
Piecing the plan together
Not fearing My intuition
Snatching up all these cheddar
F*ck Asking for your permission
F*ck waiting on who's debating
I Skate through this tunnel vision Escaping a life of f*ckary
Straight to The life of luxury
Middle fingers go up
To you bitches That didn't
F*ck with me
Little Jimmie grew up
Now he's livin Lavish and comfortably Having the Finest fabrics on
Hollering who can F*ck with me
It hurts more
When you're piss-poor
And you picture me Rich
Then you think more
Of me deep raw All up in your bitch
But what this means dawg
Is that we All ain't on the same shit
So if you free fall
In to beef dawg
Then You catch a clip
Money motivates the mind
To Encroach in this life of crime Where Killers and vultures
Approach you Both at the same time
One's focusing on your shine
One's Focuses on your grind
You wasting your time hating
I hate You wasting your time
I don't know where I got to go
What I got to do
I just want to be rich
I just want to be rich
I just got to be rich
I don't know where I got to go
What I got to do
I just want to be rich
I just want to be rich
I just got to be rich
I'm out for the root of all evil
Illegal or even legal
Anybody see that you see through They don't eat you
Anybody can be somebody
Waiting to Bleed you
Where friends become your enemies Enemies come your equal
Symphony silhouettes
Sealing silence behind the set
Showing a sign of violence
Is Weakness and not a threat
Overdose on emotion
They motioning For your death
And the only hope that Can hold you Is homie is in a vet
Secret society ties blind to bloodlines
Only those that are chosen
Get rose to the point of prime
Only those that are open
Can focus And move the minds
And master Mind over matter
Cuz matters moving Through time
Start taking your time's ticking
Start thinking your minds missing Raping you blind wishing
They Wasting your time nigga
Waiting on time
And time don't wait in Line nigga
Get yourself in line nigga
I don't know where I got to go
What I got to do
I just want to be rich
I just want to be rich
I just got to be rich
I don't know where I got to go
What I got to do
I just want to be rich
I just want to be rich
I just got to be rich
Empty your mind
Be formless
Shapeless
Like water
Now you put water in a cup it Becomes the cup
You put water into a bottle it Becomes the bottle
You put it in a teapot it becomes the Teapot
Water can flow or it can crash
Be water my friend
Be water
People come up and say are you Really that good
I say well
If I tell you I'm good probably you'll Say I'm boasting
But if I tell you I'm no good,
You know I'm lying
I don't know where I got to go
What I got to do
I just want to be rich
I just want to be rich
I just got to be rich
I don't know where I got to go
What I got to do
I just want to be rich
I just want to be rich
I just got to be rich