(Chorus) 2x

If you hate us you gone like us

If you like us you gone hate us

But one thing you can say is we some seroius paper chasers

Cause friends turn to haters

And some turn to traders

But my money never changes so "In Money We Trust"



(Cham verse)

White america stares at the pair of eyes and a colored face

Can they see why he love to chase

Green feddy in a gutta place

He grew up so he love the taste

Of dinero he's a disgrace

Denies that he's tellin a lie 

Lookin right in his mothers face

Can't reside in his brother's face 

Without ridin on dubs he take

He hidin above his waste 

And go ride on some other fake

Ass claimin that he's real but when he's not on that camera

He grabbin gifts up for these hoes like he's copyin santa

When he not on that camera he talkin like Pac with his gramma

But he will not cock or pop the top of his hammer

Money's the reason why rich people get red dots on they flannel

Why bank tellers gotta get down on the floor like dave banner

Got a spot in that bama and also got a spot in that channel 

Few of you know I got a spot to stack not in Atlanta

Don't trust the chick I'm with she fine and mixed with another race

But I keep the combination to my safe in a safe in another place 

(Cause I don't trust'em)