Run To The Money

Here we go Run run Run to the money Run run You better Run to the money Run run Run to the money I gotta move Run run Run to the money Run run You better Run to the money Run run Run to the money I gotta move  I aint a slave to a dollar But living off air won't feed my daughter Or my son  Fuck the one I'm the two bitch Lil hoe gave me brain till she stupid Wanna throw us in the mix with cupid Ok Whats up Let's do this  You be my computer love now let's get booted Yea she freak and I'm thinking I should i keep Long as she keep us between us   The head was on death row But the pussy game was on ruthless  I'm the definition that time pays My niggas definition that crime pays I ain't gotta dollar none of mine say Better maneuver to the bag segway Ye and skateboard was sensei  Ice cream beepers time to get paid Old games these hoes play Send them bitches atari Smoke so much so i don't run I relate with shacarri Like that Cause I gotta move Cause I gotta move Cause I gotta move Cash rules everything around me cream get the money Chase a dollar dollar bill Keep my poker face so Im seeing straight and emotions concealed  The hustle for the green piece of paper turn you savage  Shit it'll make a nigga kill Hustle with a sweet tooth for a better life Romelo shit sugar hill My cousin called me for the sit down Pulled out a new tre pound  All them niggas tried to flex Fuck that They getting laid down Ran up on niggas like whats up now Bitch ass niggas aint tough now Who figured he pull the trigger Who figured he pull the trigger  Like that Like that Like that Like that Cash rules everything around me cream get the money  Cash rules everything around me cream get the money  Cash rules everything around me cream get the money Cash rules everything around me cream get the money  Like that