[Intro]
We're on top of the game, no one's pa**ing
Yo, listen
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Prince of the scene
Dun know
It's P Money
[Verse 1]
Yo, I'm the prince of the scene, your mother is music
I wasn't here when the game was pregnant
I was simply biding my time
Decided to rhyme when making an entrance
I pack out venues and get full attendance
On my own, I'm so independent
I'm loved for the way I combine
My mind with metaphors and similes in a sentence
I'm f**ed
The bars and flows to go with it is endless
My pace has gone speeding past defenders
My arsenal's way stronger than Wenger's
I'm hungry for the dough
I put two hands around your chain like a pendant
I'm more hype than Nigerians
When they celebrate the day that they call independence
[Hook]
The prince is here, I'm finally home
I've run the roads, I've claimed my throne
With bars, content, metaphors, flows
With bars, content, metaphors, flows
[Verse 2]
Yo, some guys wonder who I am
P Money, fatal a**a**ins, I rep this
My face and tunes are appealing
All the girls want me like Beyoncé's necklace
I'm a don in this game, accept it
They put barriers up and I wrecked it
sh** MCs move to the game
So Bossman brought me in as an antiseptic
These MCs are pathetic
Try spit like me but they can't perfect it
On the mic I'm hype like your girl
When she finds out her man's sleeping with the next chick
The gods can't affect this
If God had put me on a battlefield, I'd have wrecked it
My name's permanent on the checklist
Labels out there need to check this
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I'm dope on the mic, I've learnt how to speak well
These MCs spit bars like they need help
If this game was at Seaworld
I'd leave everybody scattered on the floor like they're seashells
If you think you're gonna sell in this deep world
Quit, cause you're better off getting a job at retail
See, I'm focused
While you man are jumping from dick to dick like females
My mind's on my money, I don't need girls
Gonna stack dough while you're broke like a cheap doll
If you wanna play around, I don't mind
This bomb'll get sent to your house faster than an email
You're dry flexing like you need jail
You disgust me like thin girls
If you try a ting, I'll punch you
And I'll leave your eyes full of water like a deep well
[Hook x2]
[Verse 4]
You're not thinking enough, real deep in your mind
I'm gonna give you some legal advice
Don't crash me with that crew cause if us knew you
Trust me, they'll leave you to die
You'd be surprised how I override
Take a load of guys, float on the beat like poltergeist
Man dem say I'm a robot
So I'm like "women, prepare to be compromised"
See, I'm known for my rhymes
I'm one of a kind, everybody keeps [?] my mind
But I'm like cyclops, I'll box the nearest MC
As soon as I open my eyes
Moneyman, I'm known to rhyme
My bars'll tear a huge hole in your side
If life was a game of poker
I'd have more chips than a bowl of fries
[Hook]