Money, Power, Respect Trinity

Sound of a cash register printing. Then morphing into a deep sip. A heavy 808

and sharp snare hit. All right, let's talk the three keys.

Yeah. Uh. Money ain't on the mind, it's in the

pocket, tactical. I don't count it, I weigh it,

the scale is mathematical. The power, that's the silence when I walk

in the building. Respect, that's the contract that they sign without the billin'

it. Rated all the maybes for a portfolio of guesses. My presence is

a deficit on everybody's ledgers. You want a feature? Talk to my