Power, the money and the fame make a monster
A monster
Power, the money and the fame make a monster
A monster
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Feelin' so good, might smoke some'
Hit it so good, might choke some'
Might pull out, the game so weak
Fuck it, you can go and have both of 'em
Zone 6 ****, I come from
Neighborhood soundin' like pop pop
Pick 'em up, roll 'em out
All of that drip, drip there got young boy drop, dropped
Aye aye, oh
Where that money go?
I was living fast
They gon' watch him slow
All these **** got 6 figures, they won't miss an 'O'
I'm gon' shoot they baby mama if I got the pole
Oh, aye
Bodyguards goin' through customs
Both of them boys got handguns
'Cause most of your friends, can't trust 'em
Clout chasin'
Let me truth on the verse, yuh
If they paid you to do it
You don't gotta ask what you're worth
Me and Savage, we came from the dirt
If you rappin' for money, you silly
This shit ain't a milly
This shit is a hunnid
The industry savage
And most of you average
Ain't 'fraid of no static
I'm bustin', I'm bustin'
He might be an addict
Keep drinkin' that 'Tussin
He know where you live, where you work
Do you trust him? Nope
Power, the money and the fame make a monster
A monster
Power, the money and the fame make a monster
A monster (Low blow)
She below the belt, that's a low blow
She gon try and blame it on 'YOLO'
**** out here tryna rap beef
I ain't givin' out free promo
He cuffin,' he a cop like Robo
I'ma pass it to the game like Romo
Brand new 'Rari, I'm solo
Finna go shopping in SoHo (21)
You can dump me in the middle of the ocean
I'm still coming out dry
You can leave me in the jungle
With bears and tigers, I'm coming out fly
I'll take the stand for my brother
Put my hand on the bible, I'm stil gon' lie (On God)
You can have all the fame in the world
All the money in the world
Won't stop no cry (Straight up)
Pain and the hunger made a savage
Came from the bottom, disadvantaged
Then I start living my dreams
That shit turned me to an addict
It ain't 'bout the money, you can have it
Shorty got a booty, I'ma grab it
In the fast lane, tryna dodge traffic (Skrrt skrrt)
But I ain't never dodged no static (On God)
War rooms, I got scars (21)
Teachers told me I wouldn't be nothing
But I went far (21)
I could pay your salary for 10 years with one card (21)
All the pain and all the struggle made a superstar (21, 21, 21)
Power, the money and the fame make a monster
A monster
Power, the money and the fame make a monster
A monster

Writer(s): 21 Savage, Donald M. Glover II, Dacoury Natche, Axel Morgan, Jake Austin & Calvin Tarvin.