[Verse 1]
Money make the world go round
And all the pretty girls go down
And I still roll round through my old hood in my new whip
All white ghost I call it my cool whip
Hundred on my neck lookin’ like I move bricks
My life is like a movie, every day a new script
And ain’t it funny how this money make a mood switch
Cuz they be talkin’ beef, I be up [bad word] s Chris
Who is this at the door, I think it’s the devil don’t let him in
Just rap and take my niggas to places we never been
And when [bad word] to cake I get it like Entenmann's
With the heart of a lion, no lyin’ I never been
No folks for these [bad word] On my second mil and I ain’t talkin’ lunch boy
Glock 30 ridin’ dirty and it's tucked boy
Cuz I could treat you like a priest get you touched boy
No homo
Before I had a deal I was poppin’, no promo
All of a sudden all these bad [bad word] want a photo
M’s in my account and M’s in the logo
So everytime I spend a hundred k I scream YOLO

[Hook]
Young kings, young kings
I be rollin’ with some young kings, young kings
And all we know is one thing, one thing
Get the money [bad word] [bad word] fame, and [bad word] fame
I be rollin’ with some young kings, young kings
Rollin’ with some young kings, young kings
And all we know is one thing, one thing
Get the money [bad word] [bad word] fame, and [bad word] fame

[Verse 2]
Crowns on my wrist and my head
And I’mma ball hard in this [bad word] ‘til I’m dead
It’s money on my mind, make me put it on your head
And have your own homies lookin’ at you like you’re bread
Tryna eat [bad word]  I’m from Philly so you know I play for keeps [bad word] Six pallbearers, six feet deep [bad word] No insurance you been sitting six weeks [bad word] Big 40 knock you right up out your sneaks [bad word] Young kings, all I know is one thing
Live life, one dream, started in the [bad word] game
Where they never make it out unless you got a gun game
Walkin’ through my city but it’s lookin’ like [bad word] things
Runnin’ [bad word]  diarrhea
And ever since my dad died I ran out of fear
through the sky boy we outta here
Sippin PJ fresh from out the PJ

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I still wake up go and get it, youngin on a mission
Cuz when niggas was eating they left me to do the dishes
But I’m different, I still put ‘em on just to show ‘em right
I used to be the dark child but now I glow at night
I keep a Omelly by my side because we both alike
Try and keep that [bad word] out the field cuz he be throwin’ white
Dishin’ d, tryna get rich as me
I’m worth a couple million man that [bad word] was meant to be
20 gold chains on, [bad word] I think I’m Mr. T
If I could live my life again I wouldn’t do it differently
Prolly bring my father back, just so he could witness me
Back up in my zone I swear my haters is history [bad word] say they missin’ me, I never fall for it
Cuz they just miss the money, they know I go hard for it
And if my niggas need it, I tell [bad word] for it
Cuz when [bad word] to me, they shootin’ like a small forward, swish

[Hook]