[Verse One : Kurupt]
Brand new airmax is the start, Gucci and Louie from my belt to clothes
I change with the times moving up
I still can't find no one to trust
Nicky on tv with madona, sending out a message to you premadonas
And everybody that thought Nicki was whack, is eating those words watching Nicki stack
Roaming through the neighborhood feeling grand
This week I smoked about a million grams
Everything is new, life is too, I just bought a new house, what about you?
Just got a new whip, what about you
Just took a new trip to Istanbul
I solve equations difficult as Rubic's cube
Just keep your eyes open for the evening news
This ain't dr. dre n***a, just X cube
This my life, this one's mine
This one time, I'ma do it for the
No more indo gin and juice, patron ciroc ace and goose
Kush on the plate a little yay to boose
Everyday L.A. ways loose, living like a millionaire driving them crazy
Billionaire mind set, I learned it brom baby
Gotta use the mind, frame the rider …
Model b**hes have the powder ratchet as f**
Got the model b**hes itching to get ratchet as f**
Cla**ic, pa**ing pa**es, asking to f**
Flowing … when I have my epiphany, a half full …
Walking on chinchilla rugs, villa in Greece
Mic with a**ets, 100 tickets at least, my n***a
This my life, this one's mine
This one time, I'ma do it for the Bentleys, bmw's, maybachs, rovers
Don't stand behind I may back over you
Cla**ic banger, cla**ic Bach, Beethoven
Rock James Hover, pac, game over
Wizardry in this industry, my century hold by the days that confuse
I break the industry rules like f** it
This my time, for my life
This one I do it for the love of money
Money, a small piece of paper
Do it for the love of music
Music, music to get the money
Do it for the love of b**hes
And b**hes want the money
I'ma do it for me
And that's what we're fighting for, the money
f** money! Oh, music! b**hes
I'ma do it for me, baby, baby, yeah, yeah
Money, oh, b**hes, music
f** baby, baby, yeah
And there you have it, so down on the block
What would you do to get your money
And does it matter, money, music and b**hes
Cycle is vicious, hahahaha, a hahahaha
But it's all done for the small piece of paper
That …wait, and hate, as an almighty dollar, money
f** money! Oh, music! b**hes
Baby, baby, yeah, yeah