Money Ain't Power

Don't need to wear Gucci to be fresh Don't need a big mansion to show my success Don't need to drive a Lambo to get back my ex I don't need a goddamn thing Get it trough your chest Get it trough your chest Get it trough your chest, Money ain't power Woke up with my dick hard Get conquering i'm a C-saw in this game Cut the crap, i'm victorious: a big dogg listen to me and stop barking I'm born with this motherfuckin' urge to set a mic to ember Liquified and melted never I surrender Sleeping on my glory still winning every fight Wake up to the morning cause I kill it every night Don't try to fore front with some more money Take my soul from me Smell my power leave your nose blood I leave with the last laugh you ask: What's so funny? Don't need to wear Gucci to be fresh Don't need a big mansion to show my success Don't need to drive a Lambo to get back my ex I don't need a goddamn thing Get it trough your chest Get it trough your chest Get it trough your chest, Money ain't power Snake slither in the grass away Most ferocious spitter in your database I slap your face back to days When if wack was made you had no plays Not even half the fame of all the acts today No accolades could crack your safe or where you stack your paper Throw in a lit match and say: You Lil' bitch, I f*ck you lavish ways To many people on my nuts I never masterbate Get it I aggravate a situation Don't pack no weight thought that's matter of taste I would rather just bodybag your fakeness I leave with the last laugh you ask: What's so funny? Don't need to wear Gucci to be fresh Don't need a big mansion to show my success Don't need to drive a Lambo to get back my ex I don't need a goddamn thing Get it trough your chest Get it trough your chest Get it trough your chest, Money ain't power You flexin' up at your reflexion but who the f*ck are you? Ask yourself the question Defined by your fine materialistic possessions I say F*ck money I'll burn the banks down Murder high ranked officer right now Stab him to the ground You ain't enforcing shit at the moment Police be the streetgang of the government They loving this tool of enslavement No voodoo no satan lets fight out this bane Whats that up on your wrist bitch a Rolly? Or cuff of the capitalistic system? Listen, considered poor all my life but my hart's the richest In my mind i see wealth you can't even envision Ambition titanic no bragging could thaw down that iceberg The revolution it might hurt You gotta be ready to die for your life's work