Money in the power, money in the power.
I ain't falling short,
I got the money in the power.
Yep.
Money in the power,
money in the power.
Yeah, never going back, that's all I got.
Money in the power.
Deep in the heart of South Park lurks a stalker.
They say fool, native, hitching South Parker.
Born and brought up to be a heartless motherfucker.
No one else to blame,
* blame it on my mother.
When I was growing up,
nobody seemed to give a *.
And that's what makes me one hard son of a *.
Since I ain't give a *,
I ain't give a * either.
Sweet 16, time to stack me up some keys.
Learn the game of hustling, * over things.
Selling niggas,
beating up the birds,
amphetamines.
My game was more advanced,
selling speed,
I'm going broke.
Got him up with Floyd and Floyd in front of me,
some dope.
Learn to rock it up, now I got it so.
Time to go for broke, motherfucker, who I owe.
Bitten and started booming,
started moving powder.
Motherfucker bitches, I want money in the power.
Yep.
Money in the power, money in the power.
I ain't falling short,
because I got money in the power.
Yep.
Money in the power, money in the power.
Bitches on my dick,
because I got money in the power.
Whooping your cat,
30s and 40s, brand new crib,
brand new clothes.
Mom would ask questions,
and nothing pitch a bitch.
Where am I getting that money, Mickey?
These ain't pay me *.
I make up a story just to get off my back.
Uh-oh, I got a beep.
I think my boys are out of crack.
Everything was smooth, exactly how I played it.
A dollar to be made,
best believe a nigga made it.
Niggas dimes and 20s and 60 cent bucks.
Nigga rolling hard, stacking paper like Trump.
And I ain't give a *,
I told you that from the jump.
Didn't worry about no static,
I had a motherfucking bump.
Ass out of line,
word him up,
a nigga sprayed him.
Mama told me shoot first and ask questions later.
600 bucks a motherfucking hour.
And I ain't falling short,
because I got money in the power.
Yep. Money in the power, money in the power.
I ain't falling short,
because I got money in the power.
Yeah.
Money in the power, money in the power.
I got it like that,
because I got money in the power.
I was 21 and still stacking 30s.
Brought my brother,
Warren Lee,
down from New Jersey.
He helped me for a minute,
then he started screwing up.
Said, * getting paid.
I guess my brother'd rather *.
Bitches ran his life,
and they're still running Lee.
I guess he doesn't realize the bitch is * me.
It really doesn't matter,
because I could never tell.
He could stay broke, but I got dope to sell.
I step out on the cut.
* was looking funny.
I ran back in the house and started calling up my money.
I signaled for my workers to bring in all the dope.
I can feel the bus,
and sure enough,
it comes to 5-0.
Niggas stayed relaxed,
but they was frisking niggas up.
If someone said my name,
then I was definitely *.
But I'm going to play it cool.
If I kill, I got to kill.
Fighting for my *,
I never ran and never will.
Come to find out,
they wasn't * with my boys.
Busted that nigga who said he paid them,
talking noise.
I guess the juice is sour.
Sold a million records I got–
The best could completely–