[Chorus (x2)]
1 For the money
2 For the show
3 To cock that gun
But 1 Death to let them know

This is the story of a dude named Josh
Always knew what to say, always knew what to roc
But you’d be wrong if you think Josh had that paper
Greater things had fallen before he’d get that way but
One day a dude at school wanted to pick a good fight
Despite that, he knew Josh only did right, but not tonight
So dude comes up on the block, and takes two shots
He missed Josh but his brother got popped
So now he’s in rage, got himself an old pistol 12 gauge
So now in his mind replays the moment to re-up is anger
Goes to his house knowing the dangers, as he walks up to it
He sees him in bed, with his sister and little brother
Obviously, there care a lot for each other and love another
So before he pulled that shot he saw the future of this misdeed
Saw that he made him bleed, and his siblings carried the seed
He looks up to see the stacks of cash he got paid and looks away in pain

[Chorus (x2)]
1 For the money
2 For the show
3 To cock that gun
But 1 Death to let them know

There’s another dude, same problem, different state
Hates the story, but unfortunately he can relate the fame
Girls talking ’bout him, and he’s denying all the gossip
The rumors that built-up, like a sunup, and ran up on him
His name is Devin, letting word get in his mind, wrong time
Cause he’s sixteen, and for him, his rep is TOP of the LINE
Knows 4 girls and 3 watch him won’t give 2 looks at 1 time
Pissed at the thought of the root of all his problems, blatantly
Source of his problems, Stacy, talks up a river where her mouth be
So he figures a bullet in where brain it should be, thinking so coldly
Steals his father 9 millimeter, go to her house thinks what to do to her
First pistol whip, then then the bullet to the brain, and let her go
Couldn’t stand to a man with words, so he had to beat on her first
So now with blood on his lips and tongue, for more he thirsts
But he ends up making it to the doorstep of the home
Only for her father to come out, see him, and pop one to his dome

[Chorus (x2)]
1 For the money
2 For the show
3 To cock that gun
But 1 Death to let them know

Go ahead celebrate, you done hit the big ONE EIGHT
Congratulations, you also have 4 babies by 3 ladies
You have no job and your parents ain’t gonna keep you
Walk down the street hoping you get shot, or get robbed
But the best you can hope for is to have half a pizza from Papa Johns
And you sit 4 hours on the john, cause your pissed, can’t keep a job long
And if your feeling this way you need to listen to the words of this song:
Go back to school, get an education and get a job, or join the military
Cause Mike can only do suicide, which deprives him of rights, and of life
You always wanna be better, and be cooler, and be great, and be admired
How about I change your mindset, If’ ya’ll think I’m just here as a liar
Think I’m wrong, look at your life see if at that job you won’t get fired
I understand the life if busta, bro, now I never said I didn’t hustle
I just can’t take the life of a hustler, so you’ll never see my grabbing a Hustler
These words are my life, these rhymes keep me in line
I guess I could say that these lyrics are my last lifeline

1 For the money
2 For the show
3 To cock that gun
But 1 Death to let them know
That the Devil is gonna show