Lyrics: USDA. All About Money.

[feat. Magazeen & Swazy Baby]

[Magazeen:]
Moving Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
We are make money, make money
So don't try nothing funny
Death before dishonor, honor
Rise up the Maybach banner
Zeen, bigga[? ] Maga to the zeen
[? ]
No so fuck a playa hater
Real Gangsta's make paper
Because we hustle everyday
That's how we get paid
Step up in the club and buy a 100 Rose
Make friend no, fuck a playa hater
Real gangsta's make paper
Because we hustle everyday
That's how we get paid
Run up in the club and buy a dozen rose
Money over everything, money buy you anything
Money make the World spin, money make your girl sing
Money is not everything, but money get ya anything
Remember stash a little ting just in case of anything,

[Chorus:]
I say it's all about money
It's money over everything
You can see it in my eyes
Than it ain't no surprise that I'm out for the chedder man
I said it's all about money
It's money over everything
I ain't in the streets for nothing
Everyday a nigga hustlin
And I'm out to get that chedder man
It's money over everything

I spend a lot of dollars nigga but I stack more
24-7 nigga call it trap mode
Go hundred spokes spinnin' on the ride
So 357 give a nigga what he ask for
Money over everything even a bitch
I know some homies on the Ave that would kill for a brick
I got some [? ] in a trap buy a hundred a flip
A half a mill in a stash act broke as a bitch
I'm running the strip I get it how I live
Break a pound down or I can get it out a bitch
Robbin' motherfuckers that be so-called ballin'
Young [? ] let me in, bitch I get it all in

[Chorus]

Smoking on Bagdads, fleshing on you rasclats
Just came home snatch the roof off the new jag
Future so bright even though I got a buried past
I've been gone for a minute, then I'm still on you niggas ass
Pump your brakes don't nothing move but the cash
Red yellow old school looking like the fucking flash
This ain't a comic book, lives get took here
Money over everything [? ]

[Chorus]