[Chorus: Pacman da Gunman]
Money, power, gold and control
With you n***as [?] send you up the road
Money, power, gold and control
With you n***as [?] send you up the road

[Verse 1: Pacman da Gunman]
Multiply these dollars, take a trip to [?]
Motivate my peoples, that's by any means
When your name good, it keep the gold heavy
When you on a mission, gotta hold steady
When you fuck these bitches, better rap him up
When these n***as trippin, toe tag him up
When I'm out in public, taking pictures everyday
And they tell me that they love me, shit, used to [?]
Shout out to the time, I'm adapting to it
And my heart beat, I be rapping to it
When you press play, you [?] different levels
When you gassed up, you push different petals

[Chorus: Pacman da Gunman]
Money, power, gold and control
With you n***as [?] send you up the road
Money, power, gold and control
With you n***as [?] send you up the road
[Verse 2: Pacman da Gunman]
N***as [?] when you move different
[?] mood different
Dealing with the people, fuck it, they don't understand it
[?] never leave your plan abandend
Nothing you can tell me, I been dealt with this for years
Broke at 30 something, n***a, that's my only fear
Married to the gun, having fun with the mistress
N***a used to be [?] for a mention
Why they envy us? Why they mad at me?
Uber and a blunt, shit it's gotta be
Made it out the hood, to the hills [?]
[?] kill
Just to hold a pack, I done built a name
N***as crusify you, when you make a change
Just to hold a pack, I done built a name
N***as crusify you, when you make a change

[Chorus: Pacman da Gunman]
Money, power, gold and control
With you n***as [?] send you up the road
Money, power, gold and control
With you n***as [?] send you up the road

[Verse 3: Yhung T.O.]
N***a, once you get this rich, you drive different shit
We stopped toating them lil Glocks, and bought bigger shit
And we done really stepped on n***as that you kick it with
RBE, OBM, ain't no difference
A n***a funds was getting low, I had to run it up
All these diamonds on these chains, 'bout a hundred bucks
We been [?] never touched
[?] I had to level up
And you just rap, but don't live it
See n***as go broke quick, so you should stack and don't spend it
I can tell you 'bout ignitions, that you push and don't turn
And your n***as ain't your n***as, that's some shit I had to learn
Strictly only brothers, ain't no new n***as
And bro don't like being on camera, 'cause he shoot n***as
When n***as want you dead, you gotta move different
I can't even trust myself, 'cause I got screws missing
[Chorus: Pacman da Gunman]
Money, power, gold and control
With you n***as [?] send you up the road
Money, power, gold and control
With you n***as [?] send you up the road