Hook
New motto New movement
Still screaming Money Over Bullshit
Fuck my old Girl, I Got a new bitch
Still screaming Money Over Bullshit

Verse 1
Im addicted to money,money,and more paper
Volume 1 coulda did 10 G's and brought me more haters
I'm ballin,throwin up the points I'm like a score taker
Muscle man Mac, Call me Milli Schwarznegger
Reggie Miller with the shot, '94 Pacers
I toss dimes, Magic Johnson, '84 Lakers
I'm a hustler with more sacks than Lawrence Taylor
Girl you're a statistic on one of my sports pages
The kobe bryant jersey on,she thinks im gon' rape her
But she give it to me anyway the broad favorite
I get her in the bed then I get the whore naked
And I beat the pussy up, Yes I got the floor shaking
The girl on them red and blue pills, her own matrix
Im the head doctor, just looking for a patient
A street fighter with the mask on, the boy Vega
It's GOD we trust on the money,im looking for the savior

Hook
New motto New movement
Still screaming Money Over Bullshit
Fuck my old Girl, I Got a new bitch
New motto new movement
Still screaming Money Over Bullshit

Verse 2
When it comes to money, I'm a beast homie
I let my broads paper chase but keep a leash on em
Cause a bitch will get out of hand when the fleas on her
I'm allergic to bullshit I might sneeze on ya
My number's in the phone book and the streets calling
Your cd's a bunch of trash verses with beats on em
The beef with them other boys I wont speak on em
Im like GOD to these niggas dont make me preach on em
Been there,done that like the past tense
Im riding to the future, now get yo ass in
I'm like an armored truck,im known to bring the cash in
And I speak the G Code,these hoes cant crack this
I spit puzzles on tracks and call it tossed verbs
Then i string words together something like a crossword
I'm the Reverend to the street dont make me testify
I make my money stretch like its bout to exercise
So when you see me screaming Money Over Bullshit
I got a baG full of paper like a School Kid

Hook