Money Power Gold 2

[Chorus: Pacman da Gunman]
Money, power, gold and control
With you niggas [?] send you up the road
Money, power, gold and control
With you niggas [?] send you up the road

[Verse 1: Pacman da Gunman]
Multiply these dollars, take a trip to [?]
Motivate my peoples, that's by any means
When your name good, it keep the gold heavy
When you on a mission, gotta hold steady
When you fuck these bitches, better rap him up
When these niggas trippin, toe tag him up
When I'm out in public, taking pictures everyday
And they tell me that they love me, shit, used to [?]
Shout out to the time, I'm adapting to it
And my heart beat, I be rapping to it
When you press play, you [?] different levels
When you gassed up, you push different petals

[Chorus: Pacman da Gunman]
Money, power, gold and control
With you niggas [?] send you up the road
Money, power, gold and control
With you niggas [?] send you up the road

[Verse 2: Pacman da Gunman]
Niggas [?] when you move different
[?] mood different
Dealing with the people, fuck it, they don't understand it
[?] never leave your plan abandend
Nothing you can tell me, I been dealt with this for years
Broke at 30 something, nigga, that's my only fear
Married to the gun, having fun with the mistress
Nigga used to be [?] for a mention
Why they envy us? Why they mad at me?
Uber and a blunt, shit it's gotta be
Made it out the hood, to the hills [?]
[?] kill
Just to hold a pack, I done built a name
Niggas crusify you, when you make a change
Just to hold a pack, I done built a name
Niggas crusify you, when you make a change

[Chorus: Pacman da Gunman]
Money, power, gold and control
With you niggas [?] send you up the road
Money, power, gold and control
With you niggas [?] send you up the road

[Verse 3: Yhung T.O.]
Nigga, once you get this rich, you drive different shit
We stopped toating them lil Glocks, and bought bigger shit
And we done really stepped on niggas that you kick it with
RBE, OBM, ain't no difference
A nigga funds was getting low, I had to run it up
All these diamonds on these chains, 'bout a hundred bucks
We been [?] never touched
[?] I had to level up
And you just rap, but don't live it
See niggas go broke quick, so you should stack and don't spend it
I can tell you 'bout ignitions, that you push and don't turn
And your niggas ain't your niggas, that's some shit I had to learn
Strictly only brothers, ain't no new niggas
And bro don't like being on camera, 'cause he shoot niggas
When niggas want you dead, you gotta move different
I can't even trust myself, 'cause I got screws missing

[Chorus: Pacman da Gunman]
Money, power, gold and control
With you niggas [?] send you up the road
Money, power, gold and control
With you niggas [?] send you up the road