[Intro]
Bearfaced, Mekanix
Ice City stand up
Free G-Dirty
The Mekanix
LA Daddy got you
We assets to this shit man
Doing numbers in the hood
That's RIP Lil Boo
[Verse 1: HD]
I'm not just a rapper, more like a young trapper
Arts and crafts on the block with the MAC tucked
Green Bay Packers, blue pill smackers
Green dot sliders, red dot Rugers
In the trap doing math, no tutors
2 thangs pokin out my shirt, like Hooters
Natural born shooters, stay away from the Judas
One jealous nigga'll fuck up your whole movement
Kush plants in the rooms of the penthouse
On the phone with my niggas in the penhouse
Somе comin home, some can't get out
Twistеd metal, how fast the bullets spit out
Baby kickin it, or gettin kicked out
Out calls the only time I take a bitch out
I know she swallow cause the bitch got a big mouth
She drop down and thank when I whip out
[Hook]
Money is power, poetry or politics
Pistols on me while I pussy with the pyrex
Uh, stretch a bird like a rap check
Doin numbers in the hood, I'm a asset
Money is power, poetry or politics
Pistols on me while I pussy with the pyrex
Uh, stretch a bird like a rap check
Doin numbers in the hood, I'm a asset
[Verse 2: HD]
Bust down a chicken, turn 3 into 6
Like old school wilmas in the 6
The system full of tricks, ain't designed for a black man
We lash in the hills and we trap on the flatlands
I flip the 1 and break the bitch with the other hand
I had her on the blade, watch the bitches you be runnin in
She gonna try to play boyfriend girlfriend
I whip white, so that girl be my girlfriend
I'm a nigga, so you know I like to ride Benz
Whole brick of purple, and I'm finna dive in
We got a meetin, get a rental, we can slide in
I'm the shooter, ima walk up and shake his hand
It was nice to meet you
My clip was all seethrough
G had the Smith, so I fed him with the eagle
All my assets trying hard to stay legal
Money play the battle of good vs. evil
[Hook]
Money is power, poetry or politics
Pistols on me while I pussy with the pyrex
Uh, stretch a bird like a rap check
Doin numbers in the hood, I'm a asset
Money is power, poetry or politics
Pistols on me while I pussy with the pyrex
Uh, stretch a bird like a rap check
Doin numbers in the hood, I'm a asset
[Verse 3: Hen Sippa]
6 pocket, 2 full, 4 to go
All on her, this shit freer than a free throw
Wartime behind these digi, desert storm cargo
Same hand piece I got with me at all our shows
And I think my money like the cleaners, and do it wash and fold
Put miles on a bitch like any car out the store
Without me touching or running, it's getting sold
Like a sell out soul, like I'm doing cheat codes
Flip after flip, ounces jumping out the gym
When I pour gerbers up, they come from above the rim
Shoes matching H bag, got em covered with Gs
Looking like my G stacks about to go low with Ps
Show a new nigga about this real life poetry
I'm in love with 9 milliliters, and a 20, that's a 3
Name it, I did it, find a pharmacy, I hit it
Perp good paperwork, turning niggas to statistics
[Hook]
Money is power, poetry or politics
Pistols on me while I pussy with the pyrex
Uh, stretch a bird like a rap check
Doin numbers in the hood, I'm a asset
Money is power, poetry or politics
Pistols on me while I pussy with the pyrex
Uh, stretch a bird like a rap check
Doin numbers in the hood, I'm a asset
[Instrumental]
[Outro: HD]
Money is power
