[Verse 1: Lil Fame]
My n***a, I got to get that (Money) loved by a few
Everybody wanna be a drug tycoon
I don't do fake daps and hugs by dudes
'Cause next day, catch a couple of slugs by dude
I don't wet that, back to the block to get that
They say your comeback is always stronger than your setbacks
I don't study you fools
Before you get a hundred likes, you get a hundred views
'Cause n***as study your moves and your (Money)
Until you see me on Forbes list
Big four-fifth (Click-clack) come up off this
Find me in the spot, grinding on the dot
I push more whips than Johnny on the spot
You little disease-infested shot of sperm
That developed in a woman on the block
Talking 'bout what you running
Talking 'bout how you gunning, talking about how you thugging
Fame, Statik and Bun, we gon' keep it 100 and get that (Money)

[Verse 2: Bun B]
'Cause it's a dirty game, and for some change
The people in it do some things you never heard of, mayne
You'd be surprised how a man will compromise himself
To get that role, he'll sell his soul until there's nothing left
He'll sell his self out, then he'll sell you out too
Ask him why, he'll tell you that he did it for the clout, fool
I have no doubt you was out your rabbit ass mind
You gon' make me have to blast mine like last time
Player you passed prime, and not your weight class
Bail up that thing and bang your fake ass
You better break fast like Eggs Benedict for your own benefit
'Cause they finna hit you where your landed bitch
You got no membership into this club
And these n***as here don't give a fuck
If you buck, they finna hit you up
I've been a thug but respected by many
And you a fuck boy so I don't really want any of your (Money)
[Outro: Wais P]
Woo! Yeah, you know
When it comes to this money thing, uh
Pimps connect in a different way
It's almost as if we, uh, speak a different language
It don't even have to be about necessarily setting a hoe down
But more about being in control of your life and your money
Being able to be motivated, motivate others
And motivate the motor on that motorsport
Nobody personified this greatness more
Than the late, the great, Pimp C
I know he pimpin' above us, pimp on