It's this yo, and we don't stop! it I get and dark like ditches But when I rap I come off like that without the Never crossed the black cat with the I'm leaving Stevie no Wonder you're superstitious! Beef, I'm with it, simple, can all get it Ya'll all get it nobody of mind for this 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 screams kill me Don't me boy, I rip it silly! I'll let you rise of course, but if you 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! no known remedy, I'm leaving boys and men on bended knee till the end of the road I lie low, forget record shit, with one sale
it out! The of these herbs know which swerve from the curb in the LAX The observe I'm splashing, splurging, dashing that's my word ya Champagne glass is crashing, ration Used to having a lot, so dough, I blow a lot Had a buck while you were still taking skibby to school Ran with one of them cats hides Tiffany's for them jewels Back Duke was jumping out of cabs in Krush Groove I was scheming and plotting Dreaming alive, but look it got me! Four cars and four shots later You what I mean!