In his eyes beams the fire of ambition, his mind is athirst for knowledge. Worldly goods are in his sight shackles to his character. Virtue is the root, and wealth an outcome

Don't place win it, just no snakes in it, play the grass safely

And trust every cut is nuts won't let 'em castrate me

If happen to make cash, don't let the cash make me

Regardless I'm a guarded artist, never graph hasty

No fame, but became a favorite 'cause they know I labored

That's when heart allow you market value, they overrate it

That show is dated, slowly faded, could meet eternal

Can battle hard against catalogs with one leafy journal

Broke and filthy, innocence safe from cloaked and guilty

Every session respectfully reppin', hope the 'ville see

My civil aims - to get a little change and be still me

Even if max bustin' back to dust, you can't kill sheep

I need money

It's been blessed winters, and diamonds in attire

Watch me blueprint rec centers, I'm tryin' to inspire

I'ma blitz to get rich, feed alone starvin'

Give em gift, hotter fish, and seed they own garden

The right meals reveal destinations, life skills

Bless the next generation with bills, write wills

I need money, not for trivial material

Just to fix our floors, the whole cause is ethereal

What you minin' for? If unaware share with blind and poor

You tellin' stories that's celebratory in times of war

With bars of greed, I plead, how many cars you need?

When fathers bleed to fill ribs of kids that hardly read

**** your little rhymes, and the new finds you purchased

If you ain't buyin' no soup for them soup lines and churches

You ain't never built, your intermission is demolition

Jesus piece and cross you lost, be men of vision

I admit it never did it, cause I long for cream

And I see benefits cause plenty chips will form the scene

If I gain dough, you know it ain't a show of havin' more lucks

I be sortin' so orphans can know a Daddy Warbucks

I need money

Watch what I do when done gatherin' mine

Make many with options, a few just a matter of time

Hoardin' not supportin', that's how the savage shine

Your disrespect and disconnect is an average line

Your lies are crucial, they don't ride salute you

But I spill my guts 'bout the suicide, seppuku

I need money

I need money, not to bling, self-boast or greed reasons

But to bring health to the most diseased regions

In God We Trust could bring silver lining to ill environment

I'm finding if you really grindin', that's the real assignment

I don't know about you man, but I'm here tryin' it

I need money

But it was soon patent to every observing mind that the ways of wealth were not the ways of honor