Couple investments, a few of 'em some major sense Keep your two pennies, especially if you ain't a cent I learned the game and been getting ever since People that ain't made a dollar will say they ain't When you ride to 7-11 on some bars You can't vision how hooks could take a man to Mars The problem is y'all only just wanna hang with stars Heard Lauryn sing and I wanted to take the world Nas I but I still demand applause I've given infinite gifts, I still like Santa Clause Males acting girls I call it mano-pause This the type of verse that I bet you that of man would pause I can't and give these haters what they ask for 99 thousand or inside a cash drawer I'm the type to keep a passport on the dashboard, looking for a south of France to make a dash for Feeling like Damon been moving that acappella When times is bleak I hit the freeway like Roc-A-Fella It's been a decade, get a clue you could stop me never You'd have a better chance of trying to stop a hot On a jet while smoking a cigarette, 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 worth and never do it for less, stress that, I know the album is more than late Looked quantity in the face and it you're gonna wait Send a to the people who push the culture straight, and those who culture hate I just hope you don't get to procreate Met with some rappers that industry people rate Met with the Devil but said I wouldn't Lyor made millions, Jay millions And if Cam millions I'm feelin' like I can sure relate -- see Mr. Koopa got 'em quite jealous People that hang Mr. Koopa turn to sky dwellers I'm from a city where the skinny to pie sellers And if any say they making millis then they lie The struggle will cease Your struggle look like a puddle, my struggle look like a -- I'm visualizing it clear I'm Mr. Michael Artis either Jackson or Jordan I feel like 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 cleats all over these Houston The stay in my reach The money on a leash *Bark*, I know you hear them dogs That beasting is in Houston what we call boppin' I make I'm pay for all my words 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 that make it they wouldn't take it for free They look at you and they like "tell me what's in it for me" and take ya disc if you put it under their Christmas tree Me, talk about consistency make 'em feel like these other rappers ain't sick as me I'm currently in they'll never get to see The only suite that they'll ever see is a pack of G My OG be calling me to tell me the streets miss me He know I'm but the reason is I eat picky Like PlayStation they pump fakin' and you'll see The game switched they'll end up with a 360 Albums coming, I tell the doubters just wait then Shot videos and you know I'd never waste a lens They on me could hope that they never wake again But they be sleep when you're planning a rude awakening
Cash everything around me C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill
Hey yo Texas you know the puzzles I had to solve Ya prodigy be bringing havoc I had a mob Had three enemies, so them odds I had to dodge And now I'm in cars that look like avatars They ain't never had the soft never had the hard, they try to make it sound deep to pretend they a cause Pushing yellow bricks, no, that's where you have to pause Most of 'em cowardly and like the man on Oz They lying to you, falsifying within their little They'd try to tell you Tommy really had a job Tell you how they had to starve; how had rob Like I went to Heaven and took a from the hand of God Nah Sorry I don't don't it believe what ya reading Who the ones that 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 you can dead it You borrow your mothers car and put half a tank of