Lyrics
Money make the world go round
Money is a driving force in the world's functioning.
And all the pretty girls go down
Attractive women are attracted to wealth.
And I still roll round through my old hood in my new whip
Despite progress, still navigating through the old neighborhood in a new car.
All white ghost I call it my cool whip
Referring to a white luxury car, likening it to a dessert (Cool Whip).
Hundred on my neck lookin' like I move bricks
Wearing expensive jewelry that suggests involvement in drug dealings.
My life is like a movie, every day a new script
Life resembles a constantly changing movie plot.
And ain't it funny how this money make a mood switch
Money influences emotions, leading to quick shifts in mood.
'Cause they be talkin' beef, I be up in Ruth's Chris
While others talk about conflict, the artist dines at a high-end steakhouse.
Who is this at the door, I think it's the devil don't let him in
Fearing negative influences, possibly related to his past.
Just rap and take my niggas to places we never been
Striving to succeed in the music industry to elevate his friends.
And when it comes to cake I get it like Entenmann's
Acquiring wealth comparable to a well-known bakery brand.
With the heart of a lion, no lyin' I never been
Having a strong and honest character.
No folks for these fuck boys
No respect for disloyal individuals.
On my second mil and I ain't talkin' lunch boy
Already achieved a second million in wealth.
Glock 30 ridin' dirty in this tuck boy
Carrying an illegal firearm discreetly.
'Cause I could treat you like a prison get you touched boy
Threatening violence, capable of causing harm.
No homo
Clarifying a statement to avoid misinterpretation.
Before I had a deal I was poppin', no promo
Gaining popularity without promotional efforts.
All of a sudden all these bad bitches want a photo
Attracting attention from desirable women now that he's wealthy.
M's in my account and M's in the logo
Having millions in both the bank account and as a brand logo.
So every time I spend a hundred K I scream YOLO
Celebrating life by spending large amounts recklessly.
Young kings, young kings
Reinforcing the theme of hanging out with ambitious, money-driven peers, prioritizing wealth over fame.
I be rollin' with some young kings, young kings
-And all we know is one thing, one thing
-Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame
-I be rollin' with some young kings, young kings
-Rollin' with some young kings, young kings
-And all we know is one thing, one thing
-Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame
-Crowns on my wrist and my head
Expressing dominance through possessions and willingness to resort to violence if threatened.
And Ima ball hard in this bitch 'til I'm dead
-It's money on my mind, make me put it on your head
-And have your own homies lookin' at you like you're bread
-Tryna eat nigga, I'm from Philly so you know I play for keeps nigga
-Six pallbearers, six feet deep nigga
-No insurance you been sitting six weeks nigga
-Big 40 knock you right up out your sneaks nigga
-Young kings, all I know is one thing
-Live life, one dream, started in the drug game
Reflecting on a past involved in drug culture but now feeling in control and successful.
Where they never make it out unless you got a gun gang
-Walkin' through my city but it's lookin' like I run things
-Runnin' shit, diarrhea
-And ever since my dad died I ran out of fear
-G5 through the sky boy we outta here
Escaping from past struggles and enjoying luxury, sipping expensive alcohol.
Sippin P&J fresh from out the PJ
-Young kings, young kings
Reiteration of the association with fellow ambitious individuals, prioritizing wealth.
I be rollin' with some young kings, young kings
-And all we know is one thing, one thing
-Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame
-I be rollin' with some young kings, young kings
-Rollin' with some young kings, young kings
-And all we know is one thing, one thing
-Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame
-I still wake up go and get it, youngin' on a mission
Reflecting on personal growth, ambition, and the value of hard work and loyalty.
'Cause when niggas was eating they left me to do the dishes
-But I'm different, I still put 'em on just to show 'em right
-I used to be the dark child but now I glow at night
-I keep a milli by my side because we both alike
-Try and keep that nigga out the field 'cause he be throwin' white
-Dishin' d, tryna get rich as me
-I'm worth a couple million man that shit was meant to be
-20 gold chains on, shit I think I'm Mr. T
-If I could live my life again I wouldn't do it differently
-Prolly bring my father back, just so he could witness me
-Back up in my zone I swear my haters is history
-Bitches say they missin' me, I never fall for it
-'Cause they just miss the money, they know I go hard for it
-And if my niggas need it, I tell 'em come for it
-'Cause when it comes to me, they shootin' like a small forward, swish
-Young kings, young kings
Continuing the theme of camaraderie among ambitious peers and prioritizing wealth over fame.
I be rollin' with some young kings, young kings
-And all we know is one thing, one thing
-Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame
-I be rollin' with some young kings, young kings
-Rollin' with some young kings, young kings
-And all we know is one thing, one thing
-Get the money nigga fuck fame, and fuck fame
Reiteration of valuing money over fame.
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