money, scorin' Now they, once upon time, money, niggas who start fallin', hoo Niggas, wanna analyze my money like a hawk Money talks, bullshit won?t A
make Everybody drop the ground I'm a buck 'em down with them double shot's I be's after a bitch a nigga de knock's upon the front door I'm a play it
all though but less unfortunate you had an alloy spoke Mongoose and I had a Huffy You owned a green machine three different lunch pails I had a go-cart that I built from a
blind I've seen it before I'm taking back my life You tried to trade on my naivete But the things you do and say embarrass me See once upon a time
's gonna be a beautiful It's gonna be a beautiful night, oh It's gonna be a beautiful It's gonna be a beautiful night, oh It's gonna be a beautiful It
dyin' down I got iron now Run upon 'em, cock it back, tie 'em down If he try to move then I gotta lie him down From Y O a.k.a. Riot Town I used to buy
Once upon a time, I believe it was a Tuesday When I caught your eye And we caught onto something, I hold on to the night You looked me in the eye and
on You Could I sail across the ocean blue? And Your sun will guide me through If I go, this I know, I?m headed home Once upon a time when I was so young
Once upon a time, I had a little money Government burglars took it long Before I could mail it to you But you are the only one Now, I can't let it slip
a war that I can't win without Your help Tonight, I'm as low as any man can go I'm down and I can't fall much farther And once upon a time, You turned
Once upon a time you were living day to day Counting the hours, trying to find a way You've been down so low Just looking for a high, some light in the
Once, I lived the life of a millionaire Spent all my money, I just did not care Taking all my friend out for a good time We bought bootleg whiskey, champagne
Well, once I lived the life of a millionaire Spending my money, I didn't care Takin' my friends out for a mighty good time Buyin' bootleg liquor, champagne
come on and clap with me Once upon a time in the neighborhood There was a little dirty boy that was up to no good He had a chip in his tooth and a mic
give a fuck Fuck you, got a gold ass grill Hit me on the sidekick if you wanna chill Hop in the ride, let's roll I'm a baritone with a voice that's
their nerves Once upon a time it was worth it when the urges get fed And the purpose finds a path to the surface Is respect considered a breakfast