Money Power Respect Lyrics

I told lil bra gone send it

Have that pack gone in a

Minute

When it touch down it be

Finished

Can't be fishbowl in the

City

When we ride around it's

Tinted

Most these lil niggas get

Money

While the rest of them be

Spinnin

Yeah and I'm livin life on

The edge

Felony risk for the bread

Sleep with a blower so

Close to the bed

That it life the sheets

When it's facin the spread

Right by my side is a

Woman

Who keep it a thousand

No matter the count of the

Thread

Car that im in or amount

Of the bread

I never leave unless its

Death or the feds

To make sure she straight

Then I'm steppin on heads

I went from free and

Reduced

To spittin the streets and

The truth

And I know how to play it

I'm not the three or the

Two

Know I'm the one

Who did it with no helpin

Hand

Still breakin bread every

Time that I can

Started a business, gettin it

Off the land

Yeah, money to power

Respect

All that I wanted was

Profit

I'm out for whatever gon

Come with a check

Yeah, most of these niggas

Be fraudulent

And only be poppin that

Shit for the net

That's why I chill at the crib

Gettin it just how I live

I might gon book me a flight

Know I need a vacation a

Break from the Ville

I might go post in the A

Or chill at the beach in

L A

Know that you wanted the gas

The prices is low gotta go to the

Bay

Then I'm right back to the crib

Gettin' it, just how I live

Yeah, double the price and

Profit a check

All I wanted was money and

Power for real

Lil' niggas losin they life every

Night

So my young niggas totin their

Pipe in the field

I get to preaching and they tryin

To give him advice

I don't know if it's right but it's

Real

He get to nodding he popped

Him a pill

Ain't even focused but still

Wanna drill

She get to suckin it lookin' at

Me in the eyes

And askin me how does it feel

Not better than money baby I

Want mills

Back at the crib gettin it how I

Live

I know how it feel to be

Overwhelmed with bills

And all I think about is quitting

I told myself I was done with

The trenches

Then turn around told my lil'

Nigga send it damn

I told lil bra gone send it

Have that pack on in a minute

When it touch down it be

Finished

Can't be fishbowl in the city

When we ride around this tinted

Most these lil niggas get money

While the rest of them be

Spinnin