Money Or Power (feat. Jim Jones)

(La Musica de Harry Fraud) Back the .40 out in FootLocker, the mall'll panic Painted the 'Rari pomegranate, it was hard to manage Double dutchin' with this paper like we jumpin' rope Gemstar razor, couple flavors in them bubble coats My passion make me work, know that grass feel different When you get tackled on turf, just pay me back by the first I feel like Bone Thugs, I felt like Pablo, had my own drugs Borrowed every hammer from Shooter, fuck who he don't love I felt like dollar bill in "Player's Club", I want my own club The system tried to move us but we won't budge Not to avoid them niggas that I don't love Drizzy sent me a coat, then Yeezy sent me his Boost Then J. Cole sent me his shoes, I got ties with the idols in this shit If I hit your wife on camera, I'm goin' viral with your bitch Moonwalkin' with a Glock, I feel like Michael with the stick I got this chick that move just like Griselda Blanco I told her just me and Capo, open the door (open the door) One reporter who took a very long at Hoffa Suggesting that in a choice between power and money You'd always choose power But if it came any question of power as against money, certainly I would select power Nobody in this country, respects what's weak, you believe me If Harlem had a king that'd be a no-brainer (Jones said that) Pour the water from the base through an old strainer (strainer) Start talking 'bout that base, I mean that cocaina (aye) If I'm drawin' at your face but I ain't a painter (shoot that shit up) Just like Picasso, nigga I could make the picture vivid (you see that?) Young with the guns I remember takin' pictures with it I been critically acclaimed, nigga, you just a critic I got that special recipe when I whip the brick (whip it) Some use a microwave or put it on the stovetop (hmm) Now you stuffin' your pockets, you might pop up with a froze watch Nigga, fuck all the coppers I curse at 'em through my rose top (fuck it) They know if I jump in the booth that every verse of my flows hot (sizzlin') Fire, nigga, hot like when lavas drippin' (uh-huh) Had all the Mike's, still wanted to buy the Pippen's (I'm greedy) I'm good with the bangin', hop out and I started clipping 'em (gah, gah, gah) I'm better with a chick on my side, in my ride, we dippin' soon Chill out, I don't think you seen no killin', shorty (you ain't seen shit) I had them niggas that kill all in-front your buildin', shorty (watch) You know the drill, Ferrari wheels when I'm feelin' sporty (huh) They call me a Moreno but I'm still a Bori', huh (but I'm still a Bori') Yet we lived in a basement next to this magnificent building here And we were broke, I had no money, so the amount of money we have today And bars would be called the pipes But because we are financially solid Because we do have an organization that is perfect to handle Any situation that comes in front of it They can command respect