I to you, Lord Same dudes used to at me See me in the CL6 with a B know that money begets money, so naturally Me and Half could blow a couple hassle free I'm like fuck y'all haters on on me Cause I could flood the city a staff of three I'm talking me and two in that Caprice With no made, I got the master keys And cars, fast women, fast cash and cream Could mold you rappers plasticine I have to dream but dog, me and success are two You don't wanna find yo ass Back against the like plasma screens The inside of my wallet is pasture And you are now hanging with the Asthma Sweetie, catch your breath while I the scene I leave Earth, nothing left to do here is Christmas and every night is New Years Say whatever, I never concerned about who hears my town Sparta and I'm coming with two spears I'm telling you dog, got the spring collection in fall I run my up making executive calls And me, women be building these skeptical walls But once you with one dime, man, you slept with them all. Family, money, and music is all I knew My necklace from depression, It's blue Cheer up baby, You don't see all this I started the game at two, I'm saying Stop acting teen girls are my only market, I parallel the fly and spur Tony it, And cool if you spill something it's only carpet That's why I get my interior color dark shit Toronto's you living today, And you ain't making records that are driven to play. I would you to really make a move than later. Cause these are the joints That I'm away You me?