[Intro]
fu*kin' idiot
Say, yeah
All this money, all this money
All this money, all this money, yeah
All this money, all this money, say
Yeah
[Verse 1]
I know it hurts, I feel this sh*t for years and I can't go back (Yeah)
Money in my purse, homie, that's your rent
Lil' ni**a, that's not no stack (Facts)
Young Kelly Ripa, woke up early mornin' thirst trappin' that (Alright)
Young Michael Stra' cut through the lines and aim straight for gat' (Pssht)
ni**a, where is your team at?
Archie Bunker to these dingbats
Left home and brought rings back
Rode the car, pulled out the king bat
Hit the stage, yeah, I dream that
I be missin' how the crowd react
Hop in the lift with the knife and the gat'
Show out, we make sure you nap, Easy Street
Industry ni**as be needin' me (What else?)
I'm on the edge like BDB
Once I get that champagne in me this Kool Moe Doe vs. Busy B
Ha, build my legacy, ha-ha, what you got for me?
Fourteen, fourteen, half an O by midnight, I had seven Gs
Smoke your b*tch out when I'm in town, get her in my show for free
Freaky b*tch, she kiss my neck and make me feel like Devin Heat
I mean Devyn Hen', bringin' press with the pen
Strip the beat, break down the stems, compress it, bussin' (Boy)
I feel like Anna Nicole gettin' paid off of these old ni**as in the grave
I got a Desi and I got a K, BDB and Shanaynay
Spit in that pussy and look in the face
Call my main b*tch Gina Payne
Beats put your favorite artist in place
My baby love when I EQ the bass
You know you winnin' when just do this and ni**as gotta hate (Ha)
Can't keep this pace (Huh), eatin' good every day (Huh)
Same ho, same space (Huh), ni**as singin' like Case (Huh)
I be in my own way (Huh)
I wanna see my b*tch get money and prosper every day
[Break]
Yeah, look
[Verse 2]
No SremmLife, but I'm a Black Beetle (Word)
Slugs on me like moss, people
[?] say, [?] Don Cheadle
Baby, you know that this weapon was lethal
fu*k other rappers, we never been equal
Bustin' at ni**as like Harris and Klebold
Star of the show but you won't get a sequel
Compare and contrast, we got different contracts (Yeah)
I own all my sh*t, you work for Craig Kellerman and Comcast
Young Inspector Gadget, you b*tches get to pick up my slack
Ha-ha, more bread for me
Your life don't mean sh*t to me, last night I had an epiphany
(fu*kin' Beetlejuice or some sh*t, hahaha)
I reappropriated bigotry
Got these crackers all up in their feelings
b*tch, I'm with the racket, Vijay Singh
You ain't really ratchet, you a fu*kin' flea
[Outro]
Yeah, it's nasty
All this money, all this money
All this money, all this money
All this money, all this money
All this money, all this money, yeah