(Verse 1) Lxrd Trilly

More money more problems
Just for you to talk now you gotta put commas
I'm tryna halla at my partners, some got baby Mama's bringing all the drama
Growing up I wanted me Belanciagas, but I had to rock the Fila's like they Prada's
I know that shit was hurting bad for my Mama, But I gotta thank God for my Grandma
I don't need the bread if I'll be left with the crubs, the birds gotta eat take racks to slums
They go'n hit your line once they found you up, now you can't spend a night without sippin' out a cup
Rich n***a habits, they can make you dumb
But applying more knowledge will never get you stuck
Every other night you gotta another blunt, then you think about the bills that keep piling up too much
The rich n***a lifеstyle, learned whеn I was young
More money more problems, that's not a bluff


(Chorus) Lxrd Trilly

Thank God for the n***a that I am, There's no greed I'll be showing with my damn racks
Can't bend I can't fold, I'll never change that *2
If you see more money bring more problems, that shit will never change they go'n still halla
Invest all your money, Dibbas to the Dollars
Don't forget all the problems when you got profit

(Verse 2) LowKey
I wanna get rich get a house and a car
And I know it's not too far
Get them cheques let my mind think fine
But just know more money more problems
I wanna live good without being bothered
I just want to get them dollars fuck the rands ima change them to dollars
I wanna have a belt with them racks in the middle
When I see my fans throw the cash in the air
Yeah I'm high plus I wanna live that high life
Go to my haters and say HAHA yeah I'm just crazy like that
Go to my moms buy her Chanel go to my granny and give her a cheque
Pray to God that he keeps them safe
Me I got my girl take care
I know it's never easy just to make it to them bands
But I'm never I'm quitting till the world gon end
But I know more money more problems
I just hope that a n***a stays solid
Do things things right and not break them rights
Ain't nobody perfect but you can do right
But the money gon change your mind and the money gon change your life

*Tupac speaks*

(Verse 3) SYCHo

Notification, money coming in
Like it's raining cause my n***as be doing music like we hella crazy going SYCHo on the studio
Doing the hits then we turn into platinum
Going to so far with a journey of many oes
With the whole label
Still making hits and we climbing the ladder of millions
Doing the shit just so you could then love me
Shout out to SNZY NATN for the best hits
Doing the shit like we famous from underground
Paving my ways I am blood
Real n***a talk ain't no cap
Am still with my bros and my n***as we making the hits like I said and I keep on rapping and never be capping
Stacking my parents with millions
Doing the same until you n***as then love me, yeah
(Chorus) Lxrd Trilly

Thank God for the n***a that I am, There's no greed I'll be showing with my damn racks
Can't bend I can't fold, I'll never change that *2
If you see more money bring more problems, that shit will never change they go'n still halla
Invest all your money, Dibbas to the Dollars
Don't forget all the problems when you got profit

*Tupac speaks*