Intro:
 DJ Pooh. Zuu Tribe 97. T Lee feels gold drastic. Yeah get the cash.

 T Lee:
 Since money rules the world I'm a stay on the grind
 Sky high feelin' fine in this west sunshine
 I'm a rhyme all about my chips I ain't lyin'
 I got my foot on the floor in the fast lane flyin'
 Drape the double R L in an Accura or a M
 Thoroughbreds chasin' me and they bad as hell
 Mr. Lee, Zuu Tribe it ain't hard to tell
 Hug the brakes get the number that's a player right there
 See a chick goin' spin just like a nigga spin
 Make sure you spin more so you always win
 This a petty game but who's to blame for the shame
 It ain't the same talkin' bout bein' they thang
 I motivate graduate that's the plan for the (money)
 But ain't broke, stressed and trippin' (actin' funny)
 Dummy, get equipped, you're tryin' to playerhate
 Stay off the next man you better go on and graduate

 Hook:
 When the situations dollars it's time to smash
 Two thousand zero zero party's over get the cash (oooh)
 When it's all said and done we get the last laugh
 Fuck what you heard bad newz travels fast

 T-Lee:
 You got much grande beats that bang
 We got saucy ass lyrics that swang
 And a whole other zone
 And three of 'em straight gone
 We'll fade that ass on wax or off the dome
 We strive to be the tightest top notch on the scene
 Be like a fiend stay down with my team
 It's a pity
 Huh, situation gettin' shitty
 When Lee come through will Zuu Tribe take the city?
 These niggas ain't Ballers these niggas ain't phillies
 But these niggas don't the most these niggas kill me
 You wouldn't understand this path we done chose
 Rise for much more than chips, cars coast to hoes
 Throwin' bolos at fake ass ballers with fake clothes
 Lead ya to the left straight killin' your soul
 Let it be told
 Everything that glitters is not gold
 Got platinum recipes so our unit is sold

 Hook

 "Is it the future"

 Verse 3:
 Stop the sleepin' game not free
 You flip ? h.o.e. the 9-7 the B. is a B.
 I want the millions most defiantly
 So me, giving you mine is something I can't see
 I guess the real team hard make ya wanna freak freak
 Cause I hand with major players that got nothing but heat
 Me myself I'm a hustla
 Money is what I'm after
 Catch me on the next page on the next chapter
 Only half of these rides get my respect
 The other perpetrating' 50 need they weave check
 I can't trip though cause niggas trick for these chicks
 Blow up they hair buy' em thangs ain't even hip
 It sound sick don't it?
 You're damn right it is
 Cause when you're actin' like that how you gonna handle your biz?
 We want the ? the S.C. lyrical triple
 But you call Zuu Tribe the worldwide money getters

 Hook

 "Is this the future"
 "It's the LA Zuu"-Threat 'Lettin' Niggas Know