Ain’t With Being Broke (Radio Version)

"Better to have money and not to need it;
Than to need it and not to have it!"

[Intro]
Money, more money
I've got to get my hands on some

[Willie D]
Lemonheads don't quote, I ain't with bein broke
I'm tired of my mother bustin up for other folks
Gettin nowhere tough
While the freak on the corner makin mo' money sellin bucks!
I ain't with this outfit
I gotta make some moves to buy G Jones some nice gifts
Before she kill herself, workin on a job all week
That don't even make the ends meet
I walk down Main Street
Growls in my stomach cause I ain't had nuttin to eat
So how the hell am I gon' thank?
When I'm in a funky sweatsuit and Silk joying to mink
Her coat is tooken out puttin non-stop
Make the swap and go shop
I said that to say this and every note
I ain't with being broke!

[Hook]
Money, more money
Got to get my hands on some
Money, more money
Got to get my hands on some

[Bushwick Bill]
I was BORN in a run dime hospital
Brought to 5th Ward, stuffed right in the middle
Of a rock and a hard spot
Before my dad, met my mom I was already counted out
Mmm, What a pity
Momma couldn't afford milk so we had to suck her
In the kitchen every night I would see
Rats and roaches eatin better than me
There was no Thanksgiving
They say I'm a fool for thanking God for living
But bein broke ain't no Eddie Murphy joke
Well out in '91 is just ain't happenin bro
I never had a damn thing
Christmas came and went, without a choo-choo train
In the ghettos gifts get stole or bought
Ain't nobody Named Santa Claus!

[Hook]
Money, more money
I've got to get my hands on some, sweet mo-neyyyy
Money, more money
I've got to get my hands on some

[Scarface]
Let the gunshots RANG OUT, Go Ahead blow my BRAINS OUT
If you've been there, you know what I'm talkin about
Gettin over tops my agenda
The easy way out, is to jump out of a window
But that's a dopefiend move gone left
I'll hurt you, but not MYSELF
I tried to do the right things major
But that didn't put no food on the table
Went back to school to get my G.E.D
But who's gonna hire a dropout like me?
... McDonald's don't fit
They work you like a dog plus they talk too much lip!
Without them dollar signs
It's like livin and dyin at the same time
And you wonder why a another brother sell dope?
He ain't with being broke!

[Hook]
Money, more money
I've got to get my hands on some, yeahhhh
Money, more money
I've got to get my hands on some, sweet sweet

[Outro]
Money - yeahhhh, money - yeahh
Talkin 'bout money
Yeahhh money
Talkin 'bout that mean green
Talkin 'bout that money
Money, more money
We've got to get our hands on some
We need money.. {*fades out*}