Fo Da Money

The Coup


Ahhhhhhh yesss, ah-heh

Tell me somethin

Were you, about to make a decision?

Was it, one of... THOSE decisions?

Ya know, when ya, gotta decide, between

what's good, for you, and what's good, for the struggle

Well before you sellout, The Coup wants to tell you a lil' story

E-Roc, kick it


Pressure, is gettin to my dome

See, I need some food for my little boy's tummy

Pulled up a chair just to think about my situation

Don't have a job, cause jackin is the occupation

FUCK THE SYSTEM, you know that it's all wrong

I got my gauge, yeah now my mission's on

Checked on my baby, good he was sound asleep

Cause money was my thoughts as I began to creep

down the street the corner sto', was on my mind

Freeze! with the sounds of clips was in my behind

I turned around but befo' I could pull my trigger

in they ass, on the ground, laid another nigga

I was trippin, slippin labelled as a dummy

But can you blame me, I did it for da mo-ah-money


M-O-N, N-E-Y (repeat 2X)

Broke as a; broke as a sucka!

(repeat all 4X)


Back on the streets I thought I wouldn't survive

So I'm bustin my ass on this nine to five

Flippin patties all day when the place is hot

Gettin paid peanuts, in the burger shop

Now everybody wants to know the deal, is this brother real

can I feed my family off of a Happy Meal?

I had to stop cause this shit ain't for E-Roc

I threw down my time card and started slangin rocks

For a brother dis is some'in you can't beat

My cash is flowin, now I'm bringin home the meat

I'm feelin good sellin crack to a fiend

Don't give a fuck about his luck, ya know what I mean?