[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]