[Verse 1: 8Ball]

It's about the cash flow, it's about the hustle man

It's about the bank roll, it's about the hustle game

We talkin' green money, we breakin' green down

You bustin' swishin' swishes, we burn it by the pound

We talkin' stacks of bricks, whatever it takes to make it

We talkin' crack a his, when they is tryin' to take it

It's about their bad bitch, it's about their pretty car

Taking long trips, and smokin' good cigars

It's about that shoe jane, it's about that new chain

It's about that fresh breath, it's about helpin' yourself

It's about what's in your heart, it's about if you got heart

You gotta be one hundred, nigga finest car

[Chorus: 8Ball]

I can't live without it, I gotta go and get it

Money makes the whole world go 'round

And if you talkin' 'bout gettin' it I'm down, I'm down

I can't live without it, I gotta go and get it

Money makes the whole world go 'round

And if you talkin' 'bout gettin' it I'm down, I'm down

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]

I have sex to my girl to a rap song (rap song?)

So not even my baby comin' at heart

I tell 'em on to the little bit sour talk

I used to keep eight thous in my sock drawer

Every session is progression, every each is rhyme

One life, no fast forward or rewind

I'm never satisfied, couldn't talk I'm tryin' to climb

You know life's a bitch with no panty line

Money in my Louie bag, it's how I carry mine

Every time you see a nigga it is camera time

Money make the world go round and round

That's why I go block to block, movin' pound for pound

[Chorus: 8Ball]

I can't live without it, I gotta go and get it

Money makes the whole world go 'round

And if you talkin' 'bout gettin' it I'm down, I'm down

I can't live without it, I gotta go and get it

Money makes the whole world go 'round

And if you talkin' 'bout gettin' it I'm down, I'm down

[Verse 3: Yung Joc]

I got bills on top of bills, I got problems just like you

But it is what it is, I gotta solve 'em just like you

I'm ridin' with no ills, I go to jail just like you

Oh yea and I got a baby momma, I catch hell just like you

So miss me with that rap shit, now ain't got no rap shit

That don't mean I've done stuff

That mean I did my shit to stool

I keep a fuckin' banker, every time I hit the streets

Tryin' to get this paper, G 14 that's what she'll sweat

I be bitch, break a bitch, it's a wrap

Buy 'em low, sell 'em high and I care

I went from chrome to bricks to lay 'em down with the straps

Okay now hit it, I feel like ballin' tittie and that's a wrap

[Chorus: 8Ball]

I can't live without it, I gotta go and get it

Money makes the whole world go 'round

And if you talkin' 'bout gettin' it I'm down, I'm down

I can't live without it, I gotta go and get it

Money makes the whole world go 'round

And if you talkin' 'bout gettin' it I'm down, I'm down