[Verse 1] (00:08)
I get it, I get it...
I finally get it, no use for the wits/
I'm outta control for this knowledge I hold/
Droppin' bar-after-bar like you n***as don't know/
I get it... I get it... I get it, I get it/
You just listen, don't mention, the money's the issue/
I get it, I get it, the mission's to get a stack or a grip full/
A handful of money, straight cash, now you'll listen/
I get it... I get it, I get it, I'm listenin' around/
Most these n***as won't be found/
In a year or a few, you see what y'all done do?/
Or did? The facts don't add up 'cuz it's doo-doo, it's sh**/
Pa**in' the torch to illiterate figures who only care about figures/
I get it... I get it, I get it, I get it, I get it, I get it, I get it/
It finally works in my brain, its configured/
Like I'm playin' a first-person shooter, I'm serious/
The point of the game's being shifted/
Locomotion to train tracks or my fork in some spinach/
Beatin' the bush, hope no one else would've figured/
I get it...I get it, I get it, I get it/
Was never such a line where you could finish/
Just a thought in the brain of someone //////////