[Intro]
Lord, help me stay on the path and not sway
Forgive me for my sins and wash the badness away
Don’t ever let me stray pay me mind when I pray
What I’m saying now is how I’ll say it on my final day
Keep me good and if you may; in every minor way
Don’t let me fall closer to those who will suffer and will pay

[Verse 1]
But who in the hell wouldn’t fight for a life and rights of the richest?
Then who could ever tell they might incite some fright in those bitches
It’s not about frightening tonight, or indictment now is it?
I have a sense of excitement to write enlightenment with it
So what the fuck am I saying laying rhymes five times
Did I Lose my mind from drugs or by committing those crimes?
Torn at what I’m sworn to believe in by deceiving man kind
It’s my past that’s so bad I’m forced to leave it behind
Man fuck it I’ma problem child, I’ll be glad to admit it
I’ma add that I’ll be glad that you’ll be mad that I did it
I’m positive you’d move on, and won't be sad if I didn’t
So fuck off I’m doing me, a tad bit mad with A fitted
Who spits it harder than it is for half the masses to make it
Kiss his ass cause he’s fast he’ll be the last who gon fake it
He see’s his dreams he gon take it and fuck who says that he couldn’t
He could tell them how he sees it, but he shouldn’t and wouldn’t (well here it goes)

[Hook]
You got to dream, homie money is power
You got to dream, homie money is power
You got to dream, homie money is power
Every minute every hour, homie money is power (x2)

[Verse 2]
No cream, just a dream. Of course to blow up
I was a kid at heart from the start then forced to grow up
Turned mean at seventeen, was kicked out on the streets
Holding down a couple jobs and dropping bombs on these beats
Man I’m Rhyming so much times that I’m kind of hoarsely
What has set inside my mind won't pry, try to force me
Got jack without a dime for either fine or the court fee
The fact's I’d rather rhyme but all this crime supports me
But you don’t know what it’s like to live the life that I live in
Always pissed but I persist when my inside says give in
I’m different from any other guy who rhymes, my mission
Is to live it how I feel and how I eye it in my vision
Cause man a nine to five life won’t ever be right for me
Even if I’m on the streets every night that it’s stormy
I'ma fight and be alright cause in sight is my trophy
I’ll hopefully inject respect, if I combine these lines dopely

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
They hate him for the way he dresses the way that he walks
The way that he expresses himself in the way that he talks
But he’ll rise in front of eyes of all the guys that would doubt ‘em
I do it it for my fans whos' parents never gave a fuck about them
Plus I started conceiving these thoughts of money, ain't greedy
And I ain't needy but my grievance just makes all of it be me
Theres a force that’s so big that once you get it it’s funny
And of course I love my soul but shit I sold it for money
Follow me without sorrow, I promise that you can do it
Live today and plan tomorrow, got a past? then get through it
Thinking fast and I just laugh when they all ask how I knew it
I’m the illest I just kill it others went up and blew it
I see my chances all enhanced as I go dance with the devil
Maybe that’s the reason that I sag my pants while your level
But I'ma have to bow down to the rock cause I see it
I can vision a better me now I'ma go out and be it

[Hook]

[Outro]
Let us take off the mask that’s blindfolding the masses
And lash out on the establishment and burn it to ashes
We’re being fooled by the machine, like a nazi regime
I see em' with money, where's my America dream?
Now your scared and you scream pulling out your hair at the seam
All the debt just keeps increasing something's there you don’t see
While their there up in the air without a care where there free
They have the muthafucking power never you and not me

[Hook]
You got to dream, homie money is power
You got to dream, homie money is power
You got to dream, homie money is power
Every minute every hour, homie money is power (x4)