Moolah

Nothing more than disarray
From the daily drama of babymamas
Summing up the summer with dumb and dumber
Do what you wanna
Imma get the moolah
The cash
The money
The green
What's the one wu tang said? Uhh
C.R.E.A.M
Cause cash rules everything around me
Hopped inside the six ft deep and started Drowning in sorrows
Living in my pain from tomorrow
The future
While me and baby girl in karma sutra
I know I'm super

Im a white tee misfit
In need of assistance
From the baddest that ever had it
Sip from the chalice
Ripped a page right out the book I
Took straight from the palace I had When I was royalty in Paris
Girl you know hair is softer than
Anything I've ever felt before
Dapping up the homie at the corner s
Store
Can't think of anything I wanted more
Than you to find your words and Speak to me enough to spark a war
Between my heart and mind
Between my mind and soul
Anything I wanted more than you or Money idk
Went and found some seeds to sow
So I could see if they would grow
But they didn't

Uh,Kinda ridiculous
To say that you not feeling this
I feel that this was underlived
Delivery was so unreal
Imaginations overkill
They ask me how I do it
I say maybe I'm just over skilled