[Chorus]

Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal

Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal

Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal

Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal

[Verse 1]

No way, you'll never make it

Come with the weak shit, I'll break it

Step into my zone, mad rhymes will stifle ya

Lines like rifles go blast when I kick some ass

A lot of rappers be like one-time wonders

Couldn't say a fly rhyme if there was one right under their noses

I hate those motherfuckin' posers

But I'm so real, to them, it's scary

And with my unique skills, nah, you can't compare me

And no, we don't make wack tracks

And all the suckers get pushed back when I'm kickin' real facts

I represent, set up shit like a tent, boy

You're paranoid 'cause you're a son like Elroy

And you'd be happy as hell to get a record deal

Maybe your soul you'd sell to have mass appeal

[Chorus]

Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal

Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal

Mas appeal

[Verse 2]

Oh yes, I'm greater than all MC's when I breeze

Give me room, please

I be like fascinatin' when I be updatin'

Cuttin' off wack kids, pullin' their trump cards

I thump hard and make 'em say that I'm God

Niggas be pretendin' they're hardcore

Never know the meaning of raw

But I get props like a slogan

And no man could ever try to diss when I kicks my jam

Lyrically def and connectin', complete mic-wreckin'

No double-checkin', vocals kill like weapons

But if I have to, I go all out with no mic

Yeah, that's right, 'cause I survived mad fights

And for my peeps, I truly care

'Cause without some of them, I wouldn't be here

And they all know how I feel

'Cause suckers be like playin' themselves to have mass appeal

[Chorus]

Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal

Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal

Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal

Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal

[Verse 3]

I know I'm dope, but don't wet that

I've suffered setbacks, but now I'm makin' greenbacks

Just like baggy slacks, I'm crazy hip-hop

Check, one, two and you don't stop

Your head'll bop when I drop my crop of pure bomb

Just like the seashore, I'm calm but wild

With my monotone style

Because I don't need gimmicks

Give me a fly beat and I'm all in it

Word is bond, I go on and on

For you, it's tragic, I got magic like wands

So I'ma end this lecture and I bet ya

Those who kick dirt, in due time, I'm gonna get ya

'Cause I be kickin' the real

While they be losin' the race, tryin' to chase mass appeal

[Chorus]

Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal

Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal

Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal

Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal

[Outro]

Mass appeal

Mass appeal

Mass appeal

Mass appeal