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 getting publishing ever since People that ain't made a dollar will say they convinced When you ride to 7-11 on some handle You can't how catchy hooks could take a man to Mars The problem is that y'all only just wanna hang with Heard Lauryn sing and I to take the world from Nas I but I still demand applause I've infinite gifts, I still feel like Santa Clause Males acting girls I call it mano-pause This the type of verse that I bet you type of man would pause I can't stop and give these haters what ask for 99 thousand or more inside a drawer I'm the type to keep a passport on the dashboard, for a south of France shore to make a dash for Feeling like Dash been moving that acappella When times is bleak I hit the like it's Roc-A-Fella It's been a decade, get a clue you could stop me never have a better chance of trying to stop a hot propeller 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 I'll do it for less, stress that, I know the album is more than late Looked quantity in the and told it you're gonna wait 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 some rappers that industry people over rate Met with the but said I wouldn't negotiate Lyor millions, Jay made millions And if Cam made I'm feelin' like I can sure relate -- see Mr. Koopa got 'em quite jealous People that hang with Mr. turn to sky dwellers I'm from a city where the skinny to pie sellers And if any say making millis then they lie tellers The will never cease Your struggle look like a puddle, my struggle look like a -- I'm visualizing it clear like I'm Mr. Michael either Jackson or Jordan I feel like Michael on beats Could'a been on a beach, instead I to a beast The clarity of my raps you'd I created speech Saw me dirty my cleats all over Houston streets The hundreds in my reach The stay on a leash *Bark*, I know you hear them barkin' That hype is in Houston what we call boppin' I make I'm pay for all my words like it's a auction And Go what she tells me when we blog shopping I'm the that'd make it and give it a fee And you the type that make it they take it for free They look at you and they like "tell me what's in it for me" and wouldn't take ya if you put it under their Christmas tree Me, talk about consistency Consistently make 'em like these other rappers ain't sick as me I'm currently in city never 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 I'm eating but the reason is I eat picky Like PlayStation they pump fakin' and see quickly 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 sleeping on me could 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 y'all
Hey yo Texas you the puzzles what I had to solve Ya prodigy be bringing havoc I had a mob Had enemies, so them odds what I had to dodge And now I'm riding in cars that like avatars They ain't never had the soft never had the hard, try to make it sound deep to pretend they have a cause Pushing them yellow bricks, no, that's where you to pause Most of 'em 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 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 person that said it, and you ain't never did anything, you ever forget it dialogue you can dead it You borrow your mothers car and put a tank of unleaded