[Intro] [Blown-out 808 sub-bass drops in with audible clipping] [Chopped siren sound in the background] [Fast funk-inspired drum pattern starts at 145 BPM] [Detuned cowbell ringing out] Yeah. Money rules the world. Sadly — yeah, it's true. But I know for sure, it ain't gonna last. (Uh!) But for now, for everything, cash is the king, And for most of the mess, it's the only damn thing. [Pre-Verse] [Frantic high-hat stutters join the beat] [Loud, overdriven synth stab] Money to the people is a brand new god. Like if you got a stack, man, your life is sweet. With cash you are a king, without it you're a ghost, Like there ain't nothing else that matters the most. [Verse 1] [Gritty, intense vocal delivery, fast flow] Yeah, without money life would be tough. (YEAH!) But for many the real life is missed in the rough. (YEP!) Their minds are addicted, their faces are tight, All they think about is getting the cash right. [Tempo feels faster here] Home to work, work to home, Grind like a beast so you ain't left alone. It ain't money for the people, no, it's the other way, Rich country, but the people gotta pay. [Chorus] [Massive bass drop, sirens get louder, party vibe but dark] Everybody lives by the rule of the sale! Money is the main thing, it never will fail! It's called freedom, it's called being nice, But chasing the paper, you will pay the price! [Overdriven bassline wobbles] They kill for the cash, yeah, they betray for the bill, They drop everything just to get their fill. Just yesterday a brother, almost like my kin, Now you got the money and you don't wanna let me in. [Interlude] [Drum break, isolated 808 slides] [Aggressive vocal shouts over the beat] [Verse 3] [High-energy, breathless flow] Money is a dark, dark force. It changed millions, yeah, it changed the whole course. It gets in the soul, it gets in the heart, Pulling the strings, tearing you apart. Money is loved by the ones who got it, But also loved by the ones who don't, I won't hide it. Warming up dreams 'bout a hidden stash, If I find it, man, I'll be rolling in cash. [Beat drops out for a second] Had a million, now you need a billion, It's never enough, your heart is just illin'. Life for the money? Man, that's a shame, Tell me what's the point of the game?! [Chorus] [Maximum intensity, chopped sirens going crazy] Everybody lives by the rule of the sale! Money is the main thing, it never will fail! It's called freedom, it's called being nice, But chasing the paper, you will pay the price! They kill for the cash, yeah, they betray for the bill, They drop everything just to get their fill. Just yesterday a brother, almost like my kin, Now you got the money and you don't wanna let me in. [Verse 4] [Fast double-time flow, frantic high-hats] Days like a bullet, fate is a shot! (BAM!) Life flew by fast, look at what you got! (HA!) What are you gonna do, there's barely a drop? Count up the zeros, is that the whole top? [Beat gets heavier] Bought what you wanted, killed who was in the way, Sold out your soul, forgot the price you pay. Don't wanna die? Go buy a new life, But the cash is just dust, cutting you like a knife. [Ethereal but gritty synth pad fades in] Who's gonna fund your heavenly bank? Your earthly merits, man, they're leaving you blank. All of your principles, all of your pride, Won't get you through the gates on the other side! [Final Chorus] [Explosive finale, all elements at max volume with distortion] Everybody lives by the rule of the sale! Money is the main thing, it never will fail! It's called freedom, it's called being nice, But chasing the paper, you will pay the price! (But chasing the paper, you will pay the price!) [Outro] [Beat suddenly cuts out] [Only the chopped siren and a long, fading 808 rumble remain] [End]
