All my people godly every morning, every night
Every night
When you got money, you can do whatever you want
You can buy a mansion
Cars, shoes, like anything
When you're a hustler then that means
Your mind is on your money
Money and violence runs the world (look)
I got 20's, 50's, 100's, I've been thumbing
Tax dollars never paid I'm sitting on, keep it coming
My uncle Sam got some loop holes for me to run it
Off shore account safe if the stock market plummets
'Cause this country is built on blood
I got so much on my hand and in the bank
That you probably couldn't stomach
Infiltrate the community
On our Christopher Columbus, DNA
Altеrnate the vaccine and I will fund it
Going down hill
Kill 'еm softly but it never haunts me
Money launder for days
They'll never air my dirty laundry
I keep the cash flowing, I'm just waiting on the next thing
Bitcoin doing backflips as I'm investing
Tie hands with friends in high places on the west wing
Fly back home in time to log flights with Epstein
My triple P loans and cash locked in the safe
Now what they say
Can't let a good pandemic go to waste
Nigga wait
Gentrify the block while they all sleep
The real thugs on Wallstreet 'cause
Money and violence runs the world
(Without money, I can't do nothing)
Don't wanna feel like we've all been cursed
I even try to go to Sunday service
But long as I been on this Earth
Money and violence runs the world
Politics as usual, I'm living foul
Above the laws that we created for what's allowed
Was facing 50 years, I'm scot-free you thinking how
I got the judge in my back pocket, he blew the trial
The rules for appointed killer cops, yeah, we wrote it
The bank economy and population we control it
We got the cure for cancer, AIDS, and the cure for covid
Don't care if niggas die, send the family my condolence
The system built on white supremacy, they can't decode it
'Til I'm vocal, red line 'em in a box, they'll never notice
It's been a dirty game, ain't no telling where my soul is
In exchange for some power in this world, you bet I sold it
Coined black on black crime though it's an illusion
Orchestrate distractions while they seek a resolution
A blind eye to a televised revolution
Forever playing catch up, never give 'em restitution
Drop bombs, put they light out
All the real thugs in the White House 'cause
Money and violence runs the world
Don't wanna feel like we've all been cursed
I even try to go to Sunday service
But long as I been on this Earth