Born and raised on Detroit’s west side, the rules for Baby Money if he wanted to make something of himself were always crystal clear: No drugs, no alcohol, and no trapping.
From an early age, he was always hyper-aware of the fact that if he didn’t figure things out quickly, he’d never make it out from the bottom.
After all, the signs of street life were all around him: guys hustling to get by, music blaring from cars – a constant reminder that nothing is ever promised.
All of this deeply shaped Money’s perception of things at the very same time he was immersing himself in the sounds and swagger of the city.
If Detroit has a specific language and humor, you can hear it in Baby Money’s rapping – one-part hustler, one-part comedian – always grounded in a place that taught him how to be tough.
Pretty soon, Money started dropping freestyles and homemade videos, and that was when the city knew he really had something.
His verses weren’t polished, yet they still hit hard, making listeners nod, laugh, and rewind every time he slipped an entire story into just a few lines.
In short: Detroit’s rap scene thrives on detail, and Baby Money taps into that.
He doesn’t just rap.
He paints a picture with his words.