It's like yo, and we don't stop! it I get deep and like ditches But I rap I come off like that without the glitches Never crossed the cat with the riches I'm leaving Stevie sayin' no 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 until ya mind don't matter! I bubble like lather, hustle like the lead-off all that matters is the money, 'till it ain't funny! You feel me? When the screams kill me Don't me boy, I rip it silly! let you rise of course, but if you don't fall off on your own Emcee's I cut off at the knees like It worst! If you don't care for my sick thoughts like a nurse! With no known remedy, I'm leaving boys and men on bended knee the end of the road I lie low, forget record shit, with one sale
it out! The nerve of these Ya'll know which swerve from the in the LAX The best I'm splashing, splurging, dashing that's my word ya Champagne is crashing, can't ration Used to a whole lot, so dough, I blow a lot Had a buck fifty while you still 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 cars and four hundred shots You know I mean!