Money over bitches

[Intro – menacing synth hum, deep 808 thud] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 1 – sharp snare rolls, distorted ad-libs] Woke up this morning, first thought was the bag No time for the games that these girls tryna drag They want a piece of the cash, not the man in the mask I keep my focus locked, let the numbers stack [Pre-Chorus – building synth tension, rising 808] They say love is the answer, but love don't pay rent I seen too many fall for a fake sentiment So I keep my guard up, my wallet on defense Ain't no time for heartbreak, I'm chasing the cents [Chorus – explosive 808 drop, aggressive vocal delivery] Money over everything, that's the code I live by Bitches come and go, but the cash never dies Stack it to the ceiling, watch the numbers multiply Money over everything, I ain't got time to cry [Verse 2 – rapid hi-hats, menacing synth riff] Last week a girl tried to tie me down with lies Said she loved me, but she wanted my ride I cut her loose, kept my eyes on the prize No distractions allowed, I'm reaching the sky [Pre-Chorus 2 – intensified synth build, heavier 808] They beg for attention, they beg for my name But I know their motives, it's all about the fame I keep my distance, I play my own game Ain't no room for feelings, I'm chasing the gain [Chorus 2 – layered 808s, ad-libs layered over vocals] Money over everything, that's the code I live by Bitches come and go, but the cash never dies Stack it to the ceiling, watch the numbers multiply Money over everything, I ain't got time to cry [Bridge – sparse 808, haunting synth pad] I seen friends turn foes over a dollar sign I seen hearts get broken over a fake design So I keep my cash close, my trust on decline Money's the only thing that's ever been mine [Solo – distorted synth lead, pounding 808] (Instrumental Solo) [Chorus 3 – maximum intensity, layered vocals and ad-libs] Money over everything, that's the code I live by Bitches come and go, but the cash never dies Stack it to the ceiling, watch the numbers multiply Money over everything, I ain't got time to cry [Outro – fading 808, final synth stab] Cash in my pocket, head held high Money over everything, till the day I die