Money Power Blahsum

I’mma tune in next week
And find out how you feel
Keep your eyes off the road
Both hands on the wheel
Full speed ahead
Crash and burn until you’re dead
Got your hands caught all red
The idea was in your head
Well connected with the record that he turned it into pencil
It ain’t coincidental
It worked out how it’s meant to
Money makes the world go round
Money makes the girls go down
Money is the king to the crown
Money is the mover of the crowd
Money is the reason that the deed went down
Meet me on the highway at a quarter past one
I haven’t felt this bad since I did that last one
Since I did that last one
He took out his gun
Said this is the last one
Money, Power, Blahsum
Money, Power, Blahsum
Blahsum
I’mma live how I live
Live until I’m dead
Take this to the grave
Your motherfucking head
Chop down
Chop down like a tree in the wood
Everybody wanna be ayy
Ayy
What you mean ayy?
Dirty little birdy better behave
Everybody wanna be popular nowadays
Ah, it’s a shame
Badges, badges
We don’t need no stinking badges
Record it all on your little cameras
Little devil in my ear
Bigger devil in my bed
What’s good? What’s good, ay?
What’s good? What’s good?
What’s good? What’s good?
I’m feeling the same
4000 degrees when I step out my pain
88 keys and I’m riding the train
88 keys, I’m playing the game
Money, Power, Blahsum
Money, Power, Blahsum
Blahsum