[Verse 1] Yo, [B] Rogers Yo, it's never been about the money I'm looking for some fans that'll love me No matter who I am and no matter how I change No matter how I act or if I stay the same Imma be the [B] Rogers everybody knows Kicking out a track you'll relate to when you're old And I don't make a song that you gon' hear up in the club I'm just being real, isn't that what people love? And if it isn't should I even give a f**? ‘Cause I give a lot of things but I'm not ever giving up I'm not looking for a cash flow, I'm looking for a purpose Or at least a couple people that recite some of my verses The type that might be nervous when they meet me Couldn't help but smiling when they handed me a copy of my new CD Say they love of my songs and how they got them all on repeat Wishing I could give them more than just a couple freebies, cuz [Hook] Fans make the music
Like plans make the movement How hands make the broomstick move when you use it (X3) Move when you use it…(x3) [Verse 2] Yo, it's free so go ahead download Show it to the townsfolk and tell ‘em where to get it If you snowboard this the track you listen to up on the down-slope So download, I said it's free don't forget it I'm interested in the cause-and-effect Of messages left in music by record executives So let's attest; skinny waist, Big breasts, round hips, round a**, Pop molly, write cheques Money over everything no exception, flow so lethal I deliver by injection Flip bricks quick like I flick dicks The attitude I represent is ‘I don't give sh**s' Kids, do you understand this? Saying that its garbage but if the shoe fits So, keep they money, it's not what I'm about I'm in it for the people, yeah fans is what I count Yeah, cause [Hook]