Hit Songs About Money: Explore Tunes of Wealth and Ambition

[Intro] Yo, this goes out to all the executioners in the game, Politicians, journalists, y’all playin’ the same. Breaking the law, twisting the truth, Selling your soul, while the innocent lose. [Verse 1] Executioner in a suit, blood on his hands, Follows orders blind, don’t even understand. Cops, prosecutors, no difference at all, Covering up war crimes, while the people fall. The media writes lies, covers it all up, While truth’s buried deep, they don’t give a f***. Breaking the rules, ignoring their oath, For power and money, they abandon our growth. [Chorus] The filthy executioner does the wrong each day, Blindly follows orders, while justice fades away. Breaking human rights, the Constitution’s aflame, They fuel the hatred, only chasing their gain. [Verse 2] You trample on rights, while people bleed, Your conscience is dead, ignoring the need. You follow orders, don’t think it through, But one day, that guilt’s coming after you. [Chorus] The filthy executioner does the wrong each day, Blindly follows orders, while justice fades away. Breaking human rights, the Constitution’s aflame, They fuel the hatred, only chasing their gain. [Verse 3] Executioners in offices, in the media, the state, Committing war crimes, defending the hate. Pushing the weak, calling it law, But the real crime? You’re filled with flaw. You crush human rights like it’s just paper, But voices of justice will erase you later. You twist the truth, but it won’t break, ’Cause the day will come cause your power’s fake. [Chorus] The filthy executioner does the wrong each day, Blindly follows orders, while justice fades away. Breaking human rights, the Constitution’s aflame, They fuel the hatred, only chasing their gain.

Verse 1: I was standing in line at the corner gas station A good old boy in front of me The TV on the wall had a famous politician Claiming he could fix everything A little hope, a little change, if you donate today He said I can take care of the rest That good old boy tossed his six pack on the counter And mumbled something under his breath Then I heard the clerk say, is there anything else today If not that’ll be $9.23 He pulled out a ten and tossed it on top And said, yea, you can turn off that TV… and… Chorus: Keep the change… They’re not even trying to hide all the lying The story always ends the same way The rich get richer while the poor die trying It don’t matter which side of the aisle, as long as the money piles up Black, white, brown, if they keep us all fighting We’re distracted from their greed and lust So you can keep the change Verse 2: I walked outside, and the rain started falling Felt like the sky was thinking the same The radio played another promise calling From a man who don’t even know my name They talk about hope, they talk about dreams But all I see is the same old schemes That good old boy fired up his truck Shook his head and said, enough is enough! Chorus: Keep the change… They’re not even trying to hide all the lying The story always ends the same way The rich get richer while the poor die trying It don’t matter which side of the aisle, as long as the money piles up Black, white, brown, if they keep us all fighting We’re distracted from their greed and lust So you can keep the change

Verse 1: I was standing in line at the corner gas station A good old boy in front of me The TV on the wall had a famous politician Claiming he could fix everything A little hope, a little change, if you donate today He said then I can take care of the rest That good old boy tossed his six pack on the counter And mumbled something under his breath Pre chorus build: Then I heard the clerk say, is there anything else today If not that’ll be $9.23 He pulled out a ten and tossed it on top And said, yea, you can turn off that TV… and… Chorus: (You can) Keep the change… They’re not even trying to hide all the lying The story always ends the same way The rich get richer while the poor die trying It don’t matter which side of the aisle, as long as the money piles up Black, white, brown, if they keep us all fighting We’re distracted from their greed and lust So you can keep the change Verse 2: I walked outside, and the rain started falling Felt like the sky was thinking the same The radio played another promise calling From a man who don’t even know my name They talk about hope, they talk about dreams But everybody knows it's the same old scheme Pre Chorus build: That good old boy fired up his rusty truck He shook his head and said, When is enough, enough? Chorus: (You can) Keep the change… They’re not even trying to hide all the lying The story always ends the same way The rich get richer while the poor die trying It don’t matter which side of the aisle, as long as the money piles up Black, white, brown, if they keep us all fighting We’re distracted from their greed and lust So you can keep the change

Many men wish death upon me Blood in my eye, dawg, and I can't see I'm tryin' to be what I'm destined to be And niggas tryin' to take my life away (c'mon) I put a hole in a nigga for fuckin' with me My back on the wall, now you gon' see Better watch how you talk when you talk about me 'Cause I'll come and take your life away Many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me Lord, I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky no more Have mercy on me Now man, these pussy niggas puttin' money on my head Go on and get your refund, motherfucker, I ain't dead I'm the diamond in the dirt that ain't been found I'm the underground king and I ain't been crowned When I rhyme, somethin' special happened every time I'm the greatest, somethin' like Ali in his prime I walk the block with the bundles, I've been knocked on the humble Swing the ox when I rumble, show your ass what my gun do Got a temper, nigga, go 'head, lose your head Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs I walk around, gun on my waist, chip on my shoulder Till I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over Many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me Lord, I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky no more Have mercy on me Have mercy on my soul Somewhere my heart turned cold Have mercy on many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me Sunny days wouldn't be special if it wasn't for rain Joy wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't for pain Death gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred This is for my niggas on the block twistin' trees in cigars For the niggas on lock doin' life behind bars I don't say only God can judge me, 'cause I see things clear Crooked-ass crackers will give my black-ass a hundred years I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don Like Malcolm by any means with my gun in my palm Slim switched sides on me, let niggas ride on me I thought we was cool, why you want me to die, homie? (Homie) Many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me Lord, I don't cry no more Don't look to the sky no more Have mercy on me Have mercy on my soul Somewhere my heart turned cold Have mercy on many men Many, many, many, many men Wish death 'pon me Every night I talk to God, but he don't say nothin' back I know he protectin' me, but I still stay with my gat In my nightmares, niggas keep pullin' TECs on me Psychic says some bitch done put a hex on me The feds didn't know much when Pac got shot I got a kite from the pens that told me Tut got knocked I ain't gon' spell it out for you motherfuckers all the time Are you illiterate, nigga? You can't read between the lines? In the Bible, it says what goes around, comes around Hommo shot me, three weeks later he got shot down Now it's clear that I'm here for a real reason 'Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't fuckin' breathin'

Verse 1 Whatchu wanna do, cool like some blues Feds tryna get clues, shoes worn out, overused Don’t wanna hit if the hole too loose Not right up top, been losin' screws Pain left me damaged, scarred and bruised Smoke to the dome, tryna keep me from views They tryna catch me like Kevin, alone in the zone Feel like the feds surveilling my home Pre-Chorus Up and down, been chasing the guap Shit freeze up quick when the connect gets popped Opps talkin' to cops, giving up drops Free the ones on the wall, even my pops Missin’ my dawg, watchin’ the clock Tic and it tocks, waitin' for shots Chorus Just got a 68 cal, Glock comin' next I ain't been hit but I’m dodgin’ the threats Yeah, they fake, I’m pullin' up with a prop I’m down right now, but best believe I came to knock Inlet Acres, it's a lifestyle, tweak, bite down Catch a opp slippin’, make 'em lay that bike down Verse 2 Her window down, mine stay up, we hoppin' out They want me gone, getting threats, no doubt VICE on my neck, they want me next Gotta stay ahead, gotta dodge the flex Gettin’ money now, need to make it a habit In the field like Madden, but no action, just static Whole lotta actors, ain't playin' the same I’m poof, gone quick like David Blaine Mary Jane, only love I claim Cool 'til I flip, then I go insane Chorus Don’t mess with clowns, I’m takin' the crown Blend in with black, gun matchin' the gown Hate so real, envy makes 'em squeal Ten toes down, keepin' my steel Clutchin’ tight, no fists, just rounds Airsoft bullets tearin' his crown Bridge Talk slick, you won’t get far with that Everybody out the spot, this ain’t no Jack’s Feet off the couch, no chill, no kickbacks Arms weak? Then I'm throwin' kicks back Knuckle up? Nah, I’ll slap you instead One hit, leave you stuck like lead Niggas lookin' at me, who is that dude? Shades on, locked in, watchin' my moves Outro Shades on, I’m cool, watchin' my moves.

These niggas act tough, but they fold when it's pressure (BOOM!), Ain't no love out here, it's the Royal Rumble, I’m the aggressor (FAH-FAH!). You ain't no shooter, man, stop with the flex (GRRR!), We nukin' the scene, you’d think we flew in from the West (BRRR!). Swingin' Glocks, no talkin', we ain't tryna scuffle (BAH-BAH!), Vice at my door, if I slip, it’s a hustle (SKRRRT!). My ex keep callin', but nah, I’m done with that (UH-HUH), She missin’ the life, but I ain't lookin’ back (NEVER!). She put up the tree, lights flickered, it’s fake (SHH!), But the voices in my head, they keep me awake (OOOUUU!). Pops in the cell, stressin' me every day (FACTS!), Wish he was free, out here makin’ a play (UH-HUH!). Forever Vice K, ain't no peace in my lane (GRRR!), Ain't got much to say, just focus on gain (BRRR!). These bitches be lyin', they movin' so shady (NO CAP!), The trap full of dust, but no cleanin' lady (NAH!). She say I slayed, but lately I’m stuck (FACTS!), Runnin’ through life, feel like I’m caught in the muck (SKRRRT!). Missin’ them days when we all got paid (OOOH!), Might crash out, snap, catch me a case (BAH-BAH!). Onions on deck, we surfin' the web (YUH!), Smuggling packs, no red flags, no feds (PLUG!). Plug got hit, pockets empty as hell (UH-HUH!), Demons surround me, they keep ringin' the bell (CAN’T SLEEP!). Potter with the wand, spells on the strip (ZAP!), Inlet Acres feel like we runnin’ a trip (WOO!). Paranoid vibes, but I gotta stay cautious (SHH!), Thought it was real, but it’s feelin’ so nauseous (UH-HUH!). The real bring pain, lost moms to the game (FACTS!), Lost pops to the snakes, now it’s never the same (BRRR!). Fake love all around, same blood, same dirt (GRRR!), Round here, it don’t drizzle — nah, it floods with hurt (SKRRRT!). Idle hands catch a buzz just to feel alive (WOO!), Bad tags on the whip, so I ride low, drive (12!). Flashing lights hit, man, this can’t be life (DAMN!), Kanye said it, but I’m dodgin’ them knives (FACTS!). Blend in the night, grip tight on my pole (GRRR!), If I make it to heaven, all white on my soul (SHINE!). Reckless got caught, now they testin' his heart (BOOM!), Claimed he was savage, but the streets pulled his card (OOOH!). Runnin' from 12, man, I’m feelin' the rush (SKRRRT!), Laughin', these pigs ain’t catchin' up to us (HA-HA!). More money, more pain, fightin’ with the goblins (UH-HUH!), Plugs gettin' hit, so I move with more caution (BOOM!). We was hustlin' hard, gettin' that bread (PLUG!), Bang at the door, now I’m duckin' the Feds (12!). Locked in the cell, knowin' who tipped (DAMN!), One of my clients, must’ve slipped on the drip (FACTS!). Stay to myself, like the ski on my shelf (SHH!), Secure the bag, but protectin' my health (GRRR!). Livin’ this life, gotta duck all the belts (SKRR!), They hear me talk, but they don’t feel what I felt (REAL!). Used to be close, but we moved separate ways (FAH!), Now it’s fuck it, no time for delays (NOPE!). VICE K (WIT A BIG K)

Niggas act tough, but they duckin' trouble (BAH!), Everyone for themselves, it's a Royal Rumble (FAH-FAH!). Boy, you ain’t no shooter, your name’s John, not Russell (BOOM-BOOM!), Nuking shit, you'd think we came outta Russia (SKRRRT!). Swinging them Glocks, and we swinging them knuckles (BAH-BAH!), Vice want the pack, if I slide, I'm runnin’ doubles (VROOOM!). My last bitch? Nah, I’m done with that (NAH!), She missin’ me, oouuu, but I ain't runnin’ back (NEVER!). She helped put up the Christmas tree (BOW!), But voices in my head keep messin’ with me (OOOUUU!). Pops in a cell, and it's stressing me (UH-HUH), Wish he was out here standin' next to me (FACTS!). Forever Vice and Narc K, no games to play (BRRR!), Don’t wanna talk, ain't got much to say (SHH!). Bitches lie, steal — trap dirty, no maid (NO CAP), When I ask how I did, she smiled and said I slayed (ON GANG!). Lately I’m lost, feelin’ stuck in a maze (SKRRRT!), Missin’ them times, yeah, missin’ them days (BAH-BAH!). I might spazz out, crash, catch me a case (BOOM-BOOM!), Onions on onions, Dark Web got the plays (YUH!). Smuggling it in, no red flags, we smooth (SKRR!), Made it past customs, the plug got the news (PLUG!). Pockets on E, now I’m mad as fuck (GRRR!), Demons all around, got me up, no luck (UH-HUH!). Potter with the wand, casting spells on the block (ZAP!), Inlet Acres, feel like the Wizard of Oz, no stop (WOO!). Movin' cautious, but it still feels off (UH-HUH), Paranoid thoughts, never turnin' it off (SHH!). Real came with pain, moms gone from the game (FACTS!), Lost pops to the snakes, it ain't feelin' the same (BAOW!). Family divided, fake love, same blood (UH-HUH), Round here, it don’t rain — it floods (SKRRRT!). Idle hands catch a buzz, try to block out the pain (WOO!), Bad tags on the whip, now the cops in my lane (12!). Flashing lights hit, damn, it don't feel right (SHH!), Kanye talked about it, but this ain't my life (NOPE!). Blend with the night, weapon tucked tight (GRRR!), If I make it to heaven, all white, shining bright (SHINE!). He learned his lesson, reckless got him messed up (BOOM!), Claimed he was gangsta, but got finessed up (OOOH!). Runnin’ from cops, adrenaline pumps (VROOOM!), Laughin’, they can't catch us, no chumps (HA-HA!). More money, more problems, demons in my way (FACTS!), Fighting with goblins, cautious with every play (BOOM!). We was hustlin’, yeah, gettin’ paid (UH-HUH!), Bang at the door, ‘cause they raided the place (12!). Sittin’ in a cell, and it’s all so clear (DAMN!), I know the tip came from one of my peers (FACTS!). Stay to myself, no elf on a shelf (SHH!), Securing the bag comes with securing your health (GRRR!). Livin’ this life, gotta dodge every belt (UH-HUH), They hear what I say, but don’t feel what I felt (REAL!). Used to be close, but we went separate ways (SKRR!), Had to say fuck it, I ain’t tryna stay (NOPE!). Money ain’t safe in the safe no more (UH-HUH), 12 on my ass, throw it all in the lake, for sure (SKRRRT!)

[Verse] Kidnapped beats, soundwaves held hostage, Cash in my pocket, best believe it's not chump change, Rhymes hit gritty, dirty like a back alley grime, Turn the mic into a gold mine, pay me in nickels and dimes. [Chorus] Ransom pay up, beats drippin' like a faucet, Uno, dos, tres, freeze in your pocket, No freebies here, I'm laughin' at imposters, Spittin’ these flames, hotter than the roster. [Verse 2] Got 'em panicked, streets know the sound, Yo, they hear my name, heartbeats pound, Lyrics raw, tracks bounce like a trampoline, Too high to reach, cash flow like a money machine. [Chorus] Ransom pay up, beats drippin' like a faucet, Uno, dos, tres, freeze in your pocket, No freebies here, I'm laughin' at imposters, Spittin’ these flames, hotter than the roster. [Bridge] Banks tremble when I step in the room, Treasures in these rhymes, open the tomb, Vaults cracked, gold bars in my syllables, Wordplay tight, grip stronger than tentacles. [Verse 3] Million-dollar verses, call it verbal extortion, Stack up the fails, buy a hypoallergenic portion, My lines invincible, meaner than a vicious villain, This ransom demand, got 'em wishin’ for a pardon.

This land is not ours, it belongs to no one. A deed with a name truly means nothing he would say. Staying alive with a measly salary. Paying nothing for the air. Polluted as can be, it is free oxygen for you and me. His house is not too large or too costly. Cozy and secure with no rain falling in. Trees outside to keep it shaded. Electric inside for the food we eat. Cheap fake outer shell, no need to paint. Rocks inside and outside because they are his friend. Serenity it brought, as long as he sought. The place is not a castle, but he has a queen. Till death do part is his motto. It will fall apart in future years. Constantly spending money to keep it alive. Is it worth it to keep your hive? Most certainly He said: “The Key is the Happiness it Gave.”

[Verse] Sailed the Silk Road, Marco with no brakes, Brought spices and silk, traded in great stakes, Emperor's court, stories for the ages, Parchment scroll clout, flipping history's pages. [Verse 2] Venetian swagger, East met West, Burning trails with tales, he the best guest, Kublai's palace, where the riches unfurl, Marco spinning yarns, round-the-world twirl. [Chorus] Marco Polo, blazing routes unknown, From Venice to Asia, he claimed the throne, Explorer's anthem, hear the echoes loud, Legendary vibes, we sing 'em proud. [Verse 3] Steppes of Mongolia, lands so vast, Climbing mountains, deserts - unsurpassed, Visions vivid, in the Gobi’s sand, Trading gold and gems, with a steady hand. [Verse 4] Canton’s gates open wide, exotic trade, Marco’s smiling, counting money made, Jade and silk, he the merchant king, From Polo's adventures, rap lyrics sing. [Bridge] Ships to caravans, Marco never slow, Navigates the unknown, craft so pro, Maps and journals, legacy untold, Marco's epic tale, in bars pure gold.