Couple investments, a few of 'em made some major your two pennies, especially if you ain't made a cent I the game and been getting publishing ever since People that ain't made a will say they ain't convinced When you ride to on some handle bars You can't vision how catchy hooks could take a man to The problem is that y'all only just wanna hang with Heard Lauryn sing and I wanted to take the from Nas I salute but I demand applause I've infinite gifts, I still feel like Santa Clause Males acting like girls I it mano-pause This the type of verse that I bet you that type of man would I can't stop and these haters what they ask for 99 thousand or more inside a cash I'm the type to keep a passport on the dashboard, looking for a south of France shore to a dash for Feeling like Damon Dash been that acappella When times is I hit the freeway like it's Roc-A-Fella It's a decade, get a clue that you could stop me never You'd have a chance of trying to stop a hot propeller On a jet smoking a cigarette, with gasoline on ya hands Kerosene on ya breath, oh yes I do it the best, get verses then you are blessed I do it for what it's and I'll never do it for less, stress Never that, I know the album is than late Looked quantity in the face and it you're gonna wait Send a salute to the people who push the culture straight, and those who culture hate I just hope you don't get to Met some rappers that industry people over rate Met with the Devil but said I negotiate Lyor millions, Jay made millions And if Cam made millions I'm feelin' like I can sure -- see Mr. Koopa got 'em quite jealous People hang with Mr. Koopa turn to sky dwellers I'm from a city where the skinny turn to pie And if any say they making millis then lie tellers The struggle never cease Your struggle look like a puddle, my look like a -- sheesh I'm visualizing it like I'm Mr. Michael Artis It's either Jackson or Jordan I feel like Michael on Could'a been on a beach, instead I turn't to a The clarity of my raps you'd I created speech Saw me dirty my cleats all over Houston streets The hundreds stay in my The money on a leash *Bark*, I know you hear them dogs That beasting is in Houston what we call boppin' I I'm pay for all my words like it's a blog auction And Go Daddy what she tells me when we shopping I'm the that'd make it and give it a fee And you the type that it they wouldn't take it for free They look at you and they "tell me what's in it for me" and wouldn't take ya disc if you put it under their Christmas tree Me, talk about consistency Consistently make 'em feel like these rappers ain't sick as me I'm currently in city they'll get to see The only suite that they'll ever see is a of swishas G My OG be calling me to tell me the streets miss me He know I'm eating but the is I eat picky PlayStation they pump fakin' and you'll see quickly The game they'll always end up with a 360 Albums coming, I tell the doubters wait till then Shot videos and you know I'd never waste a lens They sleeping on me could hope they never wake again But they gotta be sleep when planning a rude awakening
Cash rules everything me C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill
Hey yo Texas you know the what I had to solve Ya prodigy be bringing havoc I had a mob Had three enemies, so odds what I had to dodge And now I'm riding in cars look like avatars They ain't never had the soft never had the hard, they try to make it sound deep to they have a cause Pushing them yellow bricks, no, that's where you have to Most of 'em cowardly and lying the man on Oz They lying to you, falsifying within little bars They'd try to tell you Tommy really had a job you how they had to starve; how they had rob Like I went to Heaven and took a blessing the hand of God Nah Sorry I don't don't it Don't believe ya reading Who the that achieved it? Not them, we did Irrelevance is as relevant as the that said it, and you ain't never did anything, don't you ever forget it That dialogue you can it You borrow your mothers car and put a tank of unleaded