It's this yo, and we don't stop! it I get deep and like ditches But when I rap I come off that without the glitches Never the black cat with the riches I'm leaving Stevie no Wonder you're superstitious! Beef, I'm with it, simple, can all get it don't all get it Don't nobody of mind for matter Can gather the data ya mind don't matter! I like lather, hustle like the lead-off batter? Cause all that matters is the money, it ain't funny! You feel me? When the beast screams me Don't me boy, I rip it silly! I'll let you of course, but if you don't fall off on your own Emcee's I cut off at the like shorts It gets worst! If you care for my sick thoughts like a nurse! With no known remedy, I'm leaving boys and men on bended knee till the end of the I lie low, forget this record shit, with one
it out! The of these herbs Ya'll which swerve from the curb in the LAX The observe I'm splashing, splurging, dashing my word ya know Champagne glass is crashing, ration to having a whole lot, so dough, I blow a lot Had a buck fifty while you were taking skibby to school Ran with one of them cats hides Tiffany's for them jewels Back when Duke was jumping out of in Krush Groove I was scheming and plotting Dreaming alive, but look it got me! Four and four hundred shots later You what I mean!