Money and the power Once you get a 'lil they just want to take you down (cause) I got the money and the power Once you get a 'lil they just want to take you down (cause) We’ve been going hard for too long Can’t get enough, what is you on? Really ain’t nothing, I could drop that Wake up in the morning, make it all back
[Verse 1: Kid Ink]It’s nothing, nothing to get it poppin’ Wanna roll. Roll up, up, and away Here we go now Now Martin had a dream, I’ve been dreamin’ ’bout gold Tell ‘em I just wanna shine, and I gotta let it show Show up on the scene, walk right through the door Got a nigga on repeat, it’s my double up flow Vibrate the whole building, I ain’t ringing through your phone Waiting ’til the smoke clear, can you see me through the fog? Fall back, it could go all bad We be goin’ hard with your ex, oh Tic-tac Tacky motherfuckers must not be hip yet Life is a bitch, but I bet I get that bitch wet
[Hook: Kid Ink]We, we’ve been going hard for too long Can’t get enough, what is you on? (Yeah) Really ain’t nothing, I can drop that Wake up in the morning, make it all back
We, we’ve been going hard for too long We, we’ve been going hard for too long Ma-money and the power Once you get a little, they just wanna take you down (cause)
[Verse 2: Kid Ink]But I’m ready, ready, so you can tell ‘em to bring it on On a whole other level of high, no phone Foes all mad ’cause the dough don’t fold Forget about your plans, we ain’t leavin’ ’til it close Close to the top, I can barely see the ground With the whole team here, everybody get around Look like a parade when we’re coming through your town One hand to the sky, two feet to the ground Wait, can’t stop ’til the sun’s up Party everywhere ever since I got my funds up Yup, pray to God it never run out Off that loud, burnin’ rubber, need to slow it down
[Hook: Kid Ink] [Bridge: Kid Ink]Mon-money and the power Once you get a little, they just wanna take you down, (cause(x2)) That, that’s how it is When you fuckin’ with me, you should know how it goes That, that’s how it is I’ve got a bottle in my hand and a pocket full of dough