Letra da Música Where My Money de Royce da 5'9"

[14 seconds fades-in]

[chorus:]
I've been fuckin' with this game for a long time (long time!) - and I'm impatient!
I'm a kill somebody if somebody don't make me real rich this year! (this year!) [rewind]

[verse 1:]
For starters, I'm all about the bread (about the bread!)
I ain't no artist, I'm a target.
I'm like the landlord; hip-hop's currently fallen down the stairs
Your rents due, mothafucka! (mothafucka!)
Now who gives a fuck about who's bars the hardest
When the dj's think they're bigger stars than the artists?
Ridin' around in ferrari's doin' more a&rin'
Than the a&r's, half them niggas don't need even scratch. [acapella] [scratches]
That's like the blind leadin' the blind leader.
Hip-hop is like the fbi in trap readin' the don diva.
It makes no sense, it's - I-ronic
How I can straighten you even though I stay so bent.
I'm about gettin' ins! (ins!)
Everytime my money's on hip-hop; that's every time the house nigga wins!
Flood in the drought, love in the club, crip/blood, gun talk;
Ladies and gentlemen! - hip-hop in one bar...

[chorus:]
I've been fuckin' with this game for a long time - and I'm impatient!
I'm a kill somebody if somebody don't make me real rich this year!

[bridge:]
Where my money at? - where my money, nigga?
Where my money at? - where my money, nigga?

[verse 2:]
I put a cease and desist on this industry shit;
Me making a friend means I'll just make a' enemy quick! (quick!)
When niggas think they finna be big, their images switched
They go from gettin' beat by a nigga to sweet to a cinnamon whip.
They actin' like they got the vanna white in "wheel of fortune"
But actually they spillin' the script!
I tell the - dj to play mines or we gon' spray ya;
And that's on every mc's mind, they just don't say it! (say it!)
I flame spots. - my brain lies and the top is on fire;
How you gon' say nickle nine ain't risin'?
Rappers no longer have to be on the block lyin';
You get your ass whooped on the net, you a pop icon! (icon!)
I spazz like I got the white rhyme;
I flash like I shot nikon.
I call my motherfuckin' man my money, so money stand out;
While I got my motherfuckin' hand out! [cha-ching]

[chorus]

[bridge]