[Intro: King Dan]

Yea
Yea

Whaddup Lil Voncy

Alright If this is what we on
Then I'm down for the ride

Lotta  bad women
Money piles to the sky's

To a poor n***a
Money piles is a god

Money make a n***a
Go commit a homicide

[Verse 1: King Dan]

Riders they on go
But they ain't go cart racing

My heart
It be pacing
I need a vacation
Why they all hating
My heart feeling vacant

Yea

I said my heart feeling vacant
No love
For the
Other side
I ride
For my side
I die
For my side

Yea

Why they ain't call when i was
Broke, broke, broke ,broke

But asking for something
I'm still tryna get my cake up

In the kitchen
Bake up
A hot 16
Lemon squeeze
Red beam
Hot chili jean
Billie jean

Squeeze the trigger
Kill yo dreams

But I'm on some higher power shit
Steal yo soul
And steal yo bitch

She leave you broke
And make me rich

I throw a fit up in that pussy
I told you imma kill em
I ain't sparring now n***a

Say go get em
And i got em

God hoping you protecting
Cuz the road is getting hectic
And my soul is feeling restless
Cuz my goal is getting paper
17 floor
Gotta take a elevator

Put on for my city
Till my city see me on

Im a fucking pit bull
To these chihuahua ass n***as

Ineffective to the culture
Ass n***as
Gone

[Chorus: King Dan ]

Alright If this is what we on
Then I'm down for the ride

Lotta bad women
Money piles to the sky

To a poor n***a
Money piles is a god

Money make a n***a
Go commit a homicide

[Verse 2: XanMan]

Money Piles
I wanna throw in the fucking towel

Them hard nights and cold nights
Couldn't see my mother smile

If you was on the phone n***a
You couldn't press a pound

Left a n***a with a black eye
Now he can't even look around

We the hottest in the city n***a
I got the same watch like Diddy n***a

I was locked up
I couldn't even get no family pictures

N***a shooting kids
And getting people why they granny with em

Im speaking that real shit
Stressed out pay the bill shit

0 to 100 real quick
Thats how we all live

N***a wanna eat off my plate
But it don't involve ribs

Hard times, Hard work n***a
Thats what we all did

Stressed out
From pay check to pay check
Take care of all kids

Street n***a
Stay down with my brothers
Just like
Lavar did

That n***a say he wanna get some rest
Then you on the wrong bed
Life support n***a
Reality check
But we all dead