Couple investments, a few of 'em made some major Keep your two pennies, if you ain't made a cent I learned the game and been getting publishing ever People that ain't made a dollar will say ain't convinced When you to 7-11 on some handle bars You can't how catchy hooks could take a man to Mars The problem is that y'all only just wanna with stars Heard Lauryn sing and I wanted to the world from Nas I salute but I still applause given infinite gifts, I still feel like Santa Clause Males acting like girls I it mano-pause This the type of that I bet you that type of man would pause I can't stop and these haters what they ask for 99 or more inside a cash drawer I'm the type to keep a passport on the dashboard, looking for a south of shore to make a dash for Feeling like Damon been moving that acappella When times is I hit the freeway like it's Roc-A-Fella It's been a decade, get a clue that you could me never You'd have a better chance of trying to stop a hot On a jet while 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 told it you're gonna Send a salute to the people who push the straight, and those who culture hate I just hope you don't get to procreate Met with some rappers that people over rate Met with the Devil but said I negotiate Lyor millions, Jay made millions And if Cam millions I'm feelin' like I can sure relate Killa -- see Mr. got 'em quite jealous People that hang with Mr. turn to sky dwellers I'm from a city where the skinny turn to pie And if any say they making then they lie tellers The struggle never cease Your struggle look like a puddle, my struggle look like a -- I'm visualizing it clear like I'm Mr. Michael It's either Jackson or Jordan I feel Michael on beats 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 all over these Houston streets The hundreds in my reach The money stay on a *Bark*, I know you hear dogs barkin' That hype beasting is in Houston what we call I make I'm pay for all my words like a blog auction And Go Daddy what she tells me we blog shopping I'm the type that'd make it and it a fee And you the type that make it they wouldn't 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, let's talk about Consistently make 'em feel these other rappers ain't sick as me I'm in city they'll never get to see The only suite that they'll ever see is a of swishas G My OG be calling me to me that the streets miss me He I'm eating but the reason is I eat picky Like PlayStation they pump fakin' and you'll see The game switched always end up with a 360 Albums coming, I the doubters just wait till then Shot and you know that I'd never waste a lens They on me could hope that they never wake again But they gotta be sleep when you're planning a rude
Cash everything around me C.R.E.A.M. get the money, bill y'all
Hey yo Texas you know the puzzles I had to solve Ya prodigy be havoc like I had a mob Had three enemies, so them odds what I had to And now I'm riding in cars that look 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 of 'em cowardly and lying like the man on Oz They to you, falsifying within their little bars probably try to tell you Tommy really had a job Tell you how they had to how they had rob Like I went to Heaven and took a from the hand of God Nah I don't don't believe it Don't what ya reading Who the ones that it? Not them, we did Irrelevance is as relevant as the person that said it, and you ain't never did anything, you ever forget it That you can dead it You borrow mothers car and put half a tank of unleaded