*** rap, I've been rich Cracked by my stick shiftOxy like concerts, always my bread first Get my, my nickname, O-X and cocaineNina my new thang, blew up before fame Heart filled with octane, fire in my soulBurned through my shoestring, came up from BustangDo rags and flatlines, dry bars at bedtime Get down, I heard mine, someone lost theygrandson Thank God that I'm straight, no wonder mymom pray Lost one of my cousins, cursed from themdevils Good weed in me time, goodbye to NissanCause one day this rappin' gon' paySo now we bout to break the bank Money be on my mindKeep it talkin' bout Soundin' like la-da-di-do, da-di-da-di-da-di-doNow we bout to break the bank Money be on my mindKeep it talkin' bout Soundin' like la-da-di-do, da-di-da-di-da-di-doNow we bout to break the bankMy turn to show out, finally the illest crip And I guarantee, I spit harder than concreteSurprise I got teeth, my lungs are hell keep A-O-T with T-A-C, swingin' for the fenceI hope I make it out the park, where the basshead slideAfter dark, where the bangers get caught Hit the gun in the trees, arrest me by thecourt I just wanna smoke weed and sip lean by thecourt For realGood weed, I hit that Crack rock, I sold thatOxy, I hit that Right by my nut sack*** pigs, I bust back Learned that from Deuce RackPeanut and B-Lone Had gats before racksWait for I found rap, bitch, I had them things rappedAstro on my cap, this shot ain't no phone appChucks on my young hill, make sure that my *** illLearned my set, trip grill, trade in my big wheelGood grades and skip school, this life gon' catch up soonShowed enough, that *** dead, 20-year-old kidGot off my behind, write me some sweet lines Cause one day, my story gon' paySo now we bout to break the bankMoney be on my mindPeople talkin' boutSoundin' likeLa-da-di-do, da-di-da-di-da-di-doNow we bout to break the bankMoney be on my mindPeople talkin' boutSoundin' likeLa-da-di-do, da-di-da-di-da-di-doLada-di-do, lada-di-da-di-da-di-doLada-di-do, lada-di-da-di-da-di-doPeople talkin' boutLada-di-da-di-da-di-doLada-di-do, lada-di-da-di-da-di-doNow we bout to break the bankThis bitch wanna cash, get a no when I'm around, boyTo Kendrick, move from the throne, I came for itI hope this fuckin' hit a range for itCause God damnWhat you talkin' bout if it ain't bout the money?Neck full of gold, I'm attracted to the honeyOh, rain, sleet, snow, bout the moneyOn fifth floor, close your eyes, I'll be your mommyOh*** rap, my *** realCame up off them pillsHustled for my mealGrinded for my dealLove how I'm doingLong way from GroovangBitch call me 2 ChainzYou next be movingGo hard for my joySo she don't need no boySmile, stay on her faceBig room with her own spaceUp all night, the hallwayDon't care if it take all dayI let y'all fucks parlayYou wonder why I'm straightNew shoes and sick clothesBitches be front rowBow down her tempoI don't know her infoThrew up my peace signGo ran with my mignonCause one day this rapping gon' paySo now we bout to break the bankBreak the bank, break the bank, bank, yeahMoney be on my mindNiggas talking boutYeah, yeahSounding likeLa-da-dee-do, da-dee-da-dee-da-dee-doNow we bout to break the bankMoney be on my mindNiggas talking boutYeahSounding likeLa-da-dee-doDa-dee-da-dee-da-dee-doDa-dee-da-dee-doNiggas talking boutLa-da-dee-do, da-dee-da-dee-da-dee-doDa-dee-da-dee-doNow we bout to break the bankYeahWhat you talking bout if it ain't bout the moneyNeck full of gold, I'm attracted to the honeyOh, rain, sleet, snow, bout the moneyWon't figure or close your eyes, might be your mommyYeahIt's about that timeI say it's about that timeYeah, we got them outYeahYeah