The money turned me into a monster

The money turned my noodles into pasta

The money turned my tuna into lobster

They want to do me I'mma do it like a mobster

4 A M I'm on the north side of Philly

Riding around like these haters don't want to kill me

It's a shame how they hate on me you gotta feel me

I started out with a dollar and got a milli

I'm like do it for the gram do it for the gram

She don't want to bust it I say do it for them bands yo

I say do it for them bands f**king with that broke ni**a

You should do it for your man

Lately I've been on the low with a ho that you probably know

Took her to the crib and met momma right at the door

Momma started smiling like momma I got to go

I done took so many trophies that my momma I know

I said a real ni**a I get that money pay them bills ni**a

My momma told me "you a real ni**a"

And I be hanging with them real killers

Now what a feeling when you looking at the latest

Whipping knowing you can cop it

Or looking at the baddest b**ch and knowing you could pop it

The youngest ni**a in my city doing it I got it

On another level with Benjamin and money is the topic lord

The money turned me into a monster

The money turned my noodles into pasta

The money turned my tuna into lobster

They want to do me I'mma do it like a mobster

I put my jeweler on his feet

Hundred thou I used to do that every week

Never sleep its funny how I never speak

You see a foreign in my city that was me

That was us never sweet

We went to war niggas riding down the street

Popping that pistol they talking they never did

Dropping the nickel with something that never cease

I've been sitting on that money like a chair

I've been getting to that money all year

All year and my niggas all here

And we started from the bottom we was selling hard squares

Baddest b**ch in the game wearing my chain I'm ready

Switching lanes in that Mulsanne like I'm Andretti

I do the Balmain Balenciaga no Giuseppe

If they sleep on Meek Milly I kill these niggas like I was Freddy

I eat that p**sy like a monster

She gon' ride this dick she gon' need a sponsor

You could tell I feel it from my posture

And we be whipping coca like it's pasta

I be on money 2 milly 4 milly no I need more money

I get that "see a bad b**ch and be like how you doing" money

They like how you doing honey oh

The money turned me into a monster

The money turned my noodles into pasta

The money turned my tuna into lobster

They want to do me I'mma do it like a mobster

I put my jeweler on his feet

Hundred thou I used to do that every week

Never sleep its funny how I never speak

You see a foreign in my city that was me

Monster - Meek Mill