Verse 1: Max-Pain

Uh! This ya boy Max-Pain

YMCMB, shot out Mack Maine

Yeahhhh, I love this shit

Every nigga know, ya girl love dick

Ha! I seen that Clit

I ate it up, pitch yo fit

Uh, I been here a fuckin' year

I don't contact Bad Boy, they some fuckin queers

Uh, so cut off they fuckin ears

We goin to war, hand me a fuckin spear

Hook: Lil JJ

Uh, we go hard around here

So ya better keep ya brad from around here

Yeah, we just Fresh Money

We go hard because we are Fresh Money

Uh, Go hard...

Verse 2: LilSquad

Its Fresh Money, you know who we are

Lambo's, Gatti's we got every car

Yeah, & we don't give hoes rides

Fresh Money on top, all Jay got is pride

Uh, my team the best

Fuck with any of em, put a gun to ya chest

Uh, & I'm signed so I'm blessed

Been here two years, Us leaving is not to expect

Yeah, no lean only Sprite in the cup

We signed Unit back, like nigga wassup

Uh....

Hook: Lil JJ

Uh, we go hard around here

So ya better keep ya brad from around here

Yeah, we just Fresh Money

We go hard because we are Fresh Money

Uh, Go hard...

Verse 3: Lil JJ

Uh, You a vegetable, hop in my soup

Don't worry bout me, I got plenty coupes

Shoot ya face, & make it droop

Fresh Money colder than 2 scoop

Yeah, shoot ya in ya brain, watch ya shit spill

My nigga I'm faded off Weed & Pills

Yeahhhh, I'm such a good rapper

Y'all ain't real, yall are like actors

Haha, Its Fresh Mula baby, yall need to sign

But shit, The money make ya go blind

Uh, What would the game do if I left?

Everybody fake Fresh Money the only reals left

Verse 4: Stunna

Should've went Solo, 

But Jay can convince

I own a rap complex, nigga pay ya rent

Uh, hoes blow up the cell

When Wayne was in Rikers

Hoes blew up his cell

Uh, Kill yo ass, dump the body like waste

I just wanna say, I love pussies taste

Jay our coach, he sit back & call plays

Hook: Lil JJ

Uh, we go hard around here

So ya better keep ya brad from around here

Yeah, we just Fresh Money

We go hard because we are Fresh Money

Uh, Go hard...