We got a whole generation
Chasing a paper dream
So we'll do or say anything
Just to get the cream
If money was dope
Then we would all be a fiend
Ain't no use to fight it
We're addicted to cream
Just to get a little
We'll plot and we'll scheme
Even aginst the people
On our own damn team
Then expect you to be the succa
Or at least thats how it seems
But I guess he was doing bad
And really needed some green
But it's funny how this money
Got you sprung; no doubt
Like a pimp, got you sprung
And then turned you out