One for da money, two for da bassline,
three for da neon nights we chase, shine—
four for da heartbeat skipping da break,
five for da dream we won’t forsake.
Rollin’ uptown, speakers in da backseat,
every streetlight’s a spotlight, feel da heat.
We ain’t got crowns, but we crown da moment,
cash in da air, watch da paper get folded.
One for da money, yeah, da rest for da soul—
we spend it on freedom, not on control.