Power Blade Brown (Ft. Paper Pabs & Youngs Teflon)

[Verse 1 - Blade Brown]
I'm really in the streets, like I ain't hiding nigga
Probably counting money while I'm driving nigga
On the way to link the plug, I'm really grinding nigga
Big black Jeep, you see me gliding nigga
I talk a lot of shit becah I back it up
I talk a lot bricks becah I wrap 'em up
And I can talk about your chick becah she back it up
In every outfit, we've just gotta ask
It's real talk when I bless the trap
These niggas fucking liars, never pressed a pack
These niggas fucking liars, never pressed a MAC
You know what's good, my niggas dressed in black

[Hook - Blade Brown]
Money and the power, money and the power
Niggas tryna work out how I make this money in an hour
Money while I sleep, still get money in the shower
Although I stay cutting buj, I still get money off the powder
Money, power, money, power
Money, power, money, power
Money while I sleep, still get money in the shower
Although I stay cutting buj, I still get money off the powder

[Verse 2 - Youngs Teflon]
These rappers gassing up their fans, in my hood they're jokers
In the streets I'm kosher, just need that bread, more Hovis
I told my young bulls "Beef is dead, just keep their pokers"
Ain't got no junkie friends but still I'm with the smokers
Been a trill boy from day, my wagans know this
My first car was a Ford but still I'm focused
Remember ants all in my crib and them roaches
Claim they play the field, I'm in the dugout with the coaches
I mean the concrete jungle with them vultures
These niggas fucking liars, never made no chromes spin
Never even seen a half a B, yet a whole brick
Talking model yats and they don't even bone chicks