Money Power Respect lyrics

[Intro]
Are you in the mafia?
Am I in the what?
Whatever you wanna call it, organized crime
I'm in the waste management business, everybody immediately assumes you're mobbed up

[Verse 1]
Real gutter sh*t, knock knock, b*tch, this the robbers robbin'
Two years ago, I was draped in Robins
It's 2018, now it's Balmain denim
And Rockstar jackets with all them zippers
DNG belt, F&N off the dribble
Dracie got the wood and the light in the middle
Hold it with two hands, but it's labeled a pistol
He ain't got no bodies but he labeled a killer
Raf Simons kicks or the brand-new Yeezies
Posted in the slums standin' right in specie
None of this is light, I make this sh*t look easy
If dog bookie light, I'ma get it from cleechy
I just spent fifteen at Hutch Jewelry
I ain't got no time to worry 'bout a f*ckin' mooney
Where the f*ck is you gon' sleep if you do somethin' to me?
Third-party-ass n*ggas, come say somethin' to me

[Chorus]
Big-body Beamer like a big-ass bubble
I bought this chopstick, but I ain't lookin' for trouble
The money, the power, respect, and the muscle
Drop two chains, got it all off the hustle
Big-body Beamer like a big-ass bubble
I bought this chopstick, but I ain't lookin' for trouble
The money, the power, respect, and the muscle
Drop two chains, got it all off the hustle
[Verse 2]
Ayy, I'm on a million dollar mission, I can't watch no views
I'm goin' through enough now, b*tch, I can't watch the news
Brought a new pair of white sticks just to watch these fools
If I ever wore the weaks, these my Kentucky shoes
Scat Pack, Charger, Hellcat look extra
My b*tch just told me apply more pressure
Get racks, more racks my pleasure
b*tch, you don't gotta sneeze, I'll bless ya
I could've been dead, but I'm way smarter
Never at the house, f*ck these hoes at the Carter
Light tan and last time it was darker
n*ggas wouldn't give they thot a crumb, he was starving
Self-made, self-made, moral of the story
Ten toes down, no guts, no glory
New Gucci everything, I'm drippin' in floral
Made myself a boss from the mud to the marble, n*gga

[Chorus]
Big-body Beamer like a big-ass bubble
I bought this chopstick, but I ain't lookin' for trouble
The money, the power, respect, and the muscle
Drop two chains, got it all off the hustle
Big-body Beamer like a big-ass bubble
I bought this chopstick, but I ain't lookin' for trouble
The money, the power, respect, and the muscle
Drop two chains, got it all off the hustle