Lyrics
[Hook]
(JeaniusBeats & D Real)
Money
The root of All evil
Greed
Enslavin’ all our people
Funny
They don’t see us as equal
Fertile-
Lies us to richen all their people
Fuck it
Life I’m set to never win again
Drape me
In Cuban links and leather skin
Free my
Brothers locked away in the pin
Pour one
For the ones we never see again
Let it sink in
Let it sink in
Let it sink in
Let it sink in
[Verse 1]
Fuck the pigs and free my niggas
Educate us make us richer
Cop a sack and make it triple
Then after that cop a business get some pensions
That’s a que to you
Keep it rollin’ keep it movin’
I been dreamin’ y’all been snoozin’
Waken up and getting to it
Pay attention how we do it how we do it when we ride out
But it don’t matter
Son of a gun hit ya go bladder
Know how to throw them hands when them guns jammin’
K-9 units only make ’em run faster
That’s one hell of a story see,
But that’s our reality
What you call a homicide we call a casualty
No help from faculty, they drowin’ our youth
No child left behind in lunches ‘fore you put in the proof, so put in the proof
[Hook]
(JeaniusBeats & D Real)
Money
The root of All evil
Greed
Enslavin’ all our people
Funny
They don’t see us as equal
Fertile-
Lies us to richen all their people
Fuck it
Life I’m set to never win again
Drape me
In Cuban links and leather skin
Free my
Brothers locked away in the pin
Pour one
For the ones we never see again
Let it sink in
Let it sink in
Let it sink in
Let it sink in
[Verse 2]
For the ones that was broken
For the ones that was hopen
That we stand as a people
Like the civil rights movement
B4 black lives matter
After MLK died
We let them change our lives
Destroy us Little by little
Till we turned on each other
Mass incarceration
It begins in our minds
‘Stead of acts like my sister
We been killin’ each other
Like it’s on our check list
Why our race so divided
Let’s set the example
But we set up for failure
Let’s build our own business
But we have no examples
No more sons wit no fathers
No more struggle for dollars
We should all become rich
Yeah we from Africa
Kings n Queens in this bish
But what’s that to us
If our mindset is peasant
Stead of rich in reality
We rather appear to be
We conditioned to settle
So we’ll always have less
And the things that we want
Don’t really mean shit
We be wastin’ when flexin’
Stead of maken investments
I mean Can you imagine
If our success’s b4 us
Gave us little direction
Then this all of this money
Won’t be the root of our evil
So I craft an example
To lead all my people
[Hook]
(JeaniusBeats & D Real)
Money
The root of All evil
Greed
Enslavin all our people
Funny
They don’t see us as equal
Fertile-
Lies us to richen all their people
Fuck it
Life I’m set to never win again
Drape me
In Cuban links and leather skin
Free my
Brothers locked away in the pin
Pour one
For the ones we never see again
Let it sink in
Let it sink in
Let it sink in
Let it sink in
[Verse 1]
(JeaniusBeats)
High off life flyin’ through the clouds
Liftin’ all my lows while I’m smoking on loud
It’s ironic how we can’t measure it
Tryna find divine inside of man-made and heaven sent
My big bro got a sack
I play that Jeremy McGuire
Show me the money
Post up
Now show me the evidence
If you ain’t got it all that yap is irrelevant
Know we ain’t young n thuggin’
You just young n lookin’ for somethin’
We got a lot of hopes dreams and aspirations
It ain’t given, gotta take it,
watch the coppers asalamualaikum
No oink for me my oink is free
We get the choices of life
your oyster spree
Born n raised in the Carolina’s
No choice for me
So I proceed to sever limbs like an amputee
You see way b4 that Kanye shruggin’
Ask my grandma this niggas can’t tell me nothin’
[Verse 2]
(D Real)
Breakin’ like a levy
Pressure on D feelin’ heavy
So I give into an harness it
As a horse that’s broken in
Broken into wholeness
Never backin’ down or givin’ in
Run the durby into future See
I’m trainin’ like a jockey
Till I master life
The gun blows
I’m gone
Got No regrets
The sun sets
I’m on
You suck n blow
I work the fire impress the skies
Witness wit ya eyes
While I fade You 6 under
I’ll advise
Make way for my memory
Turnin’ L to legendary
‘graven’ minds with imagery
Till they see me vividly
N Feelin’ it internally
Eternally
The essence of a true MC
God set the seed
To Burn in me
Out the street
Brushed the dirt up off my shoulders
Wipe me down
Now you wanna lean on me
Well this ain’t the movie
All I’m askin’
Where ya ass was at
Then I keep it movin’
Intro
You Know they say…
When you get this paper, what you gonna do wit it?
How you gonna change the world,
I just say it like this…
[Hook]
When I get this money money money money money money I’mma make it rain rain rain rain rain
When I get this money money money money money money I’mma make it rain rain rain rain rain
When I get this power power power power power I’mma make my reign reign reign reign reign
When I get this power power power power power power I’mma make my reign reign reign reign reign
Rain Rain Rain Rain
Get this money money money money
Make my reign…
Take it to the Bank
[Hook]
(D Real)
I’m ready for the money
I’m ready for the fame
I’m ready make a name
I’m ready for that thang
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got
I’m ready for the change
I’m ready for the fame
I want that thang
I want that thang
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got…
[Verse 1]
(JeaniusBeats)
Smokin’ on that annidote
I’m ready to get money though
I’m tryna get alotta dough for my niggas feelin’ in the Carolina’s
Prayin’ to God a nigga hit the lotto broke
Tryna shine bright like a fuckin’ diamond
They ain’t heard about us yet but they tryna find it
For that blood diamond gotta mind it
Bitch bad as Rihanna so I gotta dig it
She feeling the rebel so I gotta get it
Shoulda never gave us niggas moneys
Now they tryna hang the homies
Ask Bill Cosby or Michael Vick
Cut you a little slack, niggas want it back
Fuck a pig, that’s a bacon wrap
Root of All Evil, I’m chasin’ that
Smokin’ on Cabbage
My Momma pray I let go of these habbits
But the temptation of Lucy’s a bastard
You get a nut she keep riding you faster
Stunt like gymnastics
Ball on these bastards
Flex on these hoes
My young nigga keep dabbin’
That’s what she tell us and that’s what be happenin’
Suckin’ on mine like we smokin in traffic
Root of All Evil
[Hook]
(D Real & JeaniusBeats)
I’m ready for the money
I’m ready for the fame
I’m ready make a name
I’m ready for that thang
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got
I’m ready for the change
I’m ready for the fame
I want that thang
I want that thang
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got…
[Verse 2]
(D Real)
For me, for me
how long you gonna
tease me, please me
Gemmie, gemmie
I, I, I
Want what you got for me
But I know I can’t take it
I ain’t sellin my soul
But I’m at the door unlocking
Lucy I’m home
Walk through the door unfolding
My life before this flesh
But if my life be for this flesh
Then I’m gonna be a mess
Get caught up in the superficial
And it’s eating me up like tiramisu
Cause I don’t have what I wanna be used to
N My heart don’t beat like it used to
My flesh say go chase
My soul say go chase
One be for the fortune, the fame
The other for the kingdom
And the glory of the name
What I’m sayin’
I’m in major conflict
If I cross lines I said I wouldn’t
To get the riches ‘fore my ‘heritances
Tired of Misdirection
An missing blessings
But I’m ready…
[Outro]
I’m ready for the fortune
For the Fame, To make a name
I want that thang
I want that thang
Show me what you got for me.[Hook]
(D Real)
I’m ready for the money
I’m ready for the fame
I’m ready make a name
I’m ready for that thang
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got
I’m ready for the change
I’m ready for the fame
I want that thang
I want that thang
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got…
[Verse 1]
(JeaniusBeats)
Smokin’ on that annidote
I’m ready to get money though
I’m tryna get alotta dough for my niggas feelin’ in the Carolina’s
Prayin’ to God a nigga hit the lotto broke
Tryna shine bright like a fuckin’ diamond
They ain’t heard about us yet but they tryna find it
For that blood diamond gotta mind it
Bitch bad as Rihanna so I gotta dig it
She feeling the rebel so I gotta get it
Shoulda never gave us niggas moneys
Now they tryna hang the homies
Ask Bill Cosby or Michael Vick
Cut you a little slack, niggas want it back
Fuck a pig, that’s a bacon wrap
Root of All Evil, I’m chasin’ that
Smokin’ on Cabbage
My Momma pray I let go of these habbits
But the temptation of Lucy’s a bastard
You get a nut she keep riding you faster
Stunt like gymnastics
Ball on these bastards
Flex on these hoes
My young nigga keep dabbin’
That’s what she tell us and that’s what be happenin’
Suckin’ on mine like we smokin in traffic
Root of All Evil
[Hook]
(D Real & JeaniusBeats)
I’m ready for the money
I’m ready for the fame
I’m ready make a name
I’m ready for that thang
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got
I’m ready for the change
I’m ready for the fame
I want that thang
I want that thang
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got for me
Money money money
Show me what you got…
[Verse 2]
(D Real)
For me, for me
how long you gonna
tease me, please me
Gemmie, gemmie
I, I, I
Want what you got for me
But I know I can’t take it
I ain’t sellin my soul
But I’m at the door unlocking
Lucy I’m home
Walk through the door unfolding
My life before this flesh
But if my life be for this flesh
Then I’m gonna be a mess
Get caught up in the superficial
And it’s eating me up like tiramisu
Cause I don’t have what I wanna be used to
N My heart don’t beat like it used to
My flesh say go chase
My soul say go chase
One be for the fortune, the fame
The other for the kingdom
And the glory of the name
What I’m sayin’
I’m in major conflict
If I cross lines I said I wouldn’t
To get the riches ‘fore my ‘heritances
Tired of Misdirection
An missing blessings
But I’m ready…
[Outro]
I’m ready for the fortune
For the Fame, To make a name
I want that thang
I want that thang
Show me what you got for me.
I killed my mother
With my foul behavior
I may have made her lose her hope
Her hope for me her seed
While I steal her Hope
She instills in ME the will to succeed
Though I am in the street daily cause I want these things on T.V.
What is said by society I couldn’t have
I gotta eat, I’m hungry!
I mean I do this for my moms who carries this family on her back…
I killed your son
The only one you had to look up to because your man abandoned you
Another statistic…
He was your hope
He was your will to move on
He was why you had faith in God that the streets would not take him and He would change and BE the difference
But I made Him another statistic
Because I took that shot
In a misguided action
I made a mistake it shouldn’t have happened
I watched his eyes fade
Felt his body turn cold
I didn’t just kill Him I killed his mother as well
I killed your sister
I made her feel like she was less than with degrading words
Beating her soul
Enslaving her to this game like a rap video
She depicts herself as a bitch a down one at that
Instead of a queen
I made her confused as to what is upstanding
See her brother was shot in cold blood and she was lead astray cause her mother was in a life long depression…working mad jobs just to keep a roof overhead
No sleep like the walkin’ dead
And you grew up in the same streets your brother tried to keep you away from
Keep studying lil sis
Get those good grades…one day you gonna be somethin’
Then one day…NO on that day he died…Like Travon Martin
And Eric gardner,
she lost her motivation
He was a black cop though so you don’t understand the problem
You grew up to a time where black lives don’t matter
And black women are valued the lowest
And so she does what she can for
Another dollar she getting tired n just wanna do better…
I killed that father, husband, that man
Who was supposed to be there for his wife son and daughter
I killed his courage so he became a coward
He ran cause he was scared he couldn’t do enough to provide for his family.
He wasn’t ready
He lost his man hood when he became a dead beat
He vowed to change,
But the one day he mustered enough courage to come back…
His last vision of his son laid on his back, life no more
It was the day he could never forgive himself for…
As he saw his son’s lifeless body
He shed tears for the first time in a long time
He left blaming himself
He could no longer live with himself
So he chose to send a letter in the mail to apologize that he could never make it right
Then he took his life
He was already dead on the inside…
I gave life…I allowed circumstances…I let your life touch and create others…I gave you free will…You made choices…Are you satisfied with them…
That Mother she used that letter as a form of motivation to leave the life of depression
My sister she began to seek help and use her brothers words to finish her master’s and become an activist
My brother he left too soon, but his story lives on through his sister whom he inspired
That father he let life defeat him b4 he got a second chance
[Hook]
(JeaniusBeats)
She glowin’ on these bitches no effort
Baby you can get it whenever
You just gotta swear a few things
Promise that you’ll be here forever
I Promise that the drinks stay cold
Swear that I’mma keep ya seats leather
Never let your heart grow old
I promise that I’mma be here forever
[Verse 1]
(D Real)
For Forever and a day girl
Deliver you the whole world
Cause you deserve
What your heart desire
Let’s make the fire
Build an empire
Ride or die
Down to the wire
Stand by my side
Even hell fire…
Cut the bull out
Lemme just be real
You!
Got my requirements
To!
Reach my retirement
From!
Chasen these women around (around)
I!
Was never satisfied
Till!
You walked in my life
Now!
I need you around (around)
You satisfy me
Make me complete
Touched me in special kind a way
Every day girl
You changed my whole world
You added to me
Never take away
You shine for me
Grind for us today
You ride for life
I’ll depart the world
To protect you
Make it simple for u
See I know life can make you lose your way
Make you stumble
Wanna fade away
But listen to me
I’ll catch you baby
Like an outfielder
I got ya back
Like the chiropractor
You in good hands like state farm
Keep rockin’ my world
Like it’s our theme song
[Hook]
(JeaniusBeats)
She glowin’ on these bitches no effort
Baby you can get it whenever
You just gotta swear a few things
Promise that you’ll be here forever
I Promise that the drinks stay cold
Swear that I’mma keep ya seats leather
Never let your heart grow old
I promise that I’mma be here forever
[Verse 2]
(JeaniusBeats)
I’mma spend it all, she my win and brawl call her Gabby Douglas
Gold n all like I’m Gabby Douglas
Boat ’em all like I’m Titty Boy I just Shaq the cutless
Shaq attack when I’m wit the cutthroats
Finesse the funds off finesse the front doors
(Hold up hold up hold up
Cut the bull out
Lemme just be real
You!)
Not wit the talkin’, she hold me down
Like a car seat she my baby now
I hit it from the back she make baby sounds
She swear I’m the best when I lay it down
Hand her the keys and some dough quick
BCBG and some more shit
She never seen me on that hoe shit
Never tricked off on a hoe bitch
My brother told me make my dough flip
So I make beats and do dope shit
Everything that she do, please run it back in slow motion
Check inside of your heart in mine, you’ll be surprised just what you find
[Hook]
(JeaniusBeats)
She glowin’ on these bitches no effort
Baby you can get it whenever
You just gotta swear a few things
Promise that you’ll be here forever
I Promise that the drinks stay cold
Swear that I’mma keep ya seats leather
Never let your heart grow old
I promise that I’mma be here forever
[Verse 1]
My nigga chill back and get the fuck out my face
Bitch nigga I dont come wit no mace
Real niggas always stay in front lines no race
One for in front the other gotta keep it on pace
Eh now bitches wanna come around the team ya
No bitches wanna come and ride a fee
When the money comes up and the hoes get reckless
Their necks just like oooh
Got a whole lotta degrees
[Hook]
Carolina Chillin down south chillin’
What more can I say we killin’ it
Yeah like what more can I say we illin’
Carolina Chillin down south chillin’
What more can I say we killin’ it
Yeah like what more can I say we illin’
Carolina Chillin down south chillin’
What more can I say we killin’ it
Yeah like what more can I say we illin’
Carolina Chillin down south chillin’
What more can I say we killin’ it
Yeah like what more can I say we illin’
[Verse 2]
Me n my squad hit the mall and we ball after long
days
Thinkin’ bout the times we used to kick it in the
hallways
Dreaming bout a million
Now we gettin’ close to dreamin’ bout a billion
So yeah let’s take a look at all the shit that be
happening
All this nonsense on the radio is the reason I’m
rappin’
I’mma savage in the booth
Like I be really be clappin’
Man I’m bangin’ on the mic niggas be pullin’ me back
Creator of the beat but I be bringin’ it back
Wit a mettachart cause over all bitch I be killin’
the track
Niggas attempt to floss in clothes
But they be pulling out stacks
Beat the kicks up on my feet
That’s about four of your stacks
Tax in myrtle beach it strikes about four up on that
Sit back and relax
Somethin’ when your mind high
How about pour up to that
Crown and the cranberry
I throw up to that
Not tryna be blatant
Nigga staten the facts
Just hit my nigga page like what you know about that
[Hook]
Carolina Chillin down south chillin’
What more can I say we killin’ it
Yeah like what more can I say we illin’
Carolina Chillin down south chillin’
What more can I say we killin’ it
Yeah like what more can I say we illin’
Carolina Chillin down south chillin’
What more can I say we killin’ it
Yeah like what more can I say we illin’
Carolina Chillin down south chillin’
What more can I say we killin’ it
Yeah like what more can I say we illin’
[Verse 3]
(D Real)
I’m lost up in a way
I mean
I’m steppin’ out the box
N I’m jumpin’ off the page
Tryna corner me
But y’all never box me in
Made the solid lines
For the bondage no confinement
I stand behind this
Read between the lines
Made my own lane
Santa wrappin’ up the game
Beat into my purpose
Insta-gram the sample
Finished product from the lab
Hittin’ snare that’s been broken noBleedin
Everybody get it bumpin’
No denying
Tell the dj Bring it back
No worries not stoppin
Gotta grind
Go getta make it happen
Dreamin’ of my vision
Jeanius put it in the oven
Came out wit a ROAE product
History in the maken
Ours for the taken
Make the cheddar feed the people
Caught up in the battle
Blow for blow like Apollo
Life a movie like I’m creed
Thank God this little black bird freed
So in the moments that we have
I’mma make hits for the legacy and memories that’ll
last
That’ll last us a lifetime
Brooklyn boy in the Carolina pipeline
[Hook]
Carolina Chillin down south chillin’
What more can I say we killin’ it
Yeah like what more can I say we illin’
Carolina Chillin down south chillin’
What more can I say we killin’ it
Yeah like what more can I say we illin’
Carolina Chillin down south chillin’
What more can I say we killin’ it
Yeah like what more can I say we illin’
Carolina Chillin down south chillin’
What more can I say we killin’ it
Yeah like what more can I say we illin’