[Jarren Benton:]
Yeah
Uh
Cash rule everything around me
My momma must have did crack in the 80's
Came out the p**y hole acting as crazy
sh** they put you in the pages for smackin' your babies
Keep starin' I draw the weapon like Keith Haring
It's apparent these n***as is wildin' they need parents
b**h I'm ruthless, I'm f**ed and I made excuses
To throw the deuces I told you b**hes we ain't exclusive
I'ma black activist on Actavis your math don't add up
These n***as bad at calculus I never close the Maybach curtains
Wipe the prints off the cage that merked 'em
Circle the block and hit the lane that's smirkin'
Ain't nothing funny ay
Money talks and n***as is dummies
It's a wrap, the stick left as stiff as a mummy
These n***as bleedin', don't front like your a** is Christopher Reeves
Ain't no f** this Superman you get up in your jeans
[?]
I can't sleep cause I ain't count a billion yet
I got k**as on payroll, let me feelin' a check ay
How you broke when you just had a million net
They say black's bad with money can't get rid of his debt
Damn
Pistol on me
Marinara with rigatoni
I eat like Tony Soprano
Don't front you n***as know me
You can't win when you got haters on the team
They did that n***a Eric Garner like Radio Raheem
[?]
No D batteries they train 'em at academies
No empathy for n***as just
[?] their whole anatomies
Sadly another casualty
Too many n***as wanna be rappers, scrapers, and athletes
[Nick Grant:]
Okay I'm back in business
But never slack I'm stuck in the era of trap pretenders
Who would've know the underworld was filled with Master Splinters
Life is a b**h
My biggest distraction are baddest women
My momma told me, “n***a focus on academics”
I'm pistol totin' the biggest bang could slap a chemist
I'm Maury Povich, Mama cryin' cause Daddy missin'
I'm back with vengeance the label gave me no rapper image
I'm too authentic, I'm too much for the avid listener
The back, the center, stick up n***as like Robin Givens
I'm from the city, they blow out brains we optimistic
No competition, I'm droppin' wisdom, the hottest n***a
I'm ridin' Phantom with your b**h that's a Goblin visit
I went from no pot to piss in to a pile of dishes
[?]
I feel like a
[?] of princes with a pinch of Catholicism
The modern Jigga, the Nas, mixed with the album Thriller
You dancin' with the stars, the cosmos are outta rhythm
These n***as hatin', my patience thin as these model b**hes
I balls out, my cash straight, I'm Skylar Diggins
I balls out, cash straight, you gotta dig it
I'm hotter than a lot of n***as, f** it, all 'em n***as
I'm going nuts George Carver n***a pause a n***a
Fresh like a Harlem n***a man what's wrong with n***as
Tell your baby mama she should call an awesome n***a
Ferrari Spider sh** just looks like it's crawlin' n***a
I'm the man, did that sh** with no father figure
My shooter cold with the Tommy like watchin' Martin n***a
I'm so forreal, my jokes are deep, the sharks'll giggle
I'm talkin' riddles, the game's a jungle I'm Robin Williams
What's poppin' Benton we eatin' it's time to starve them n***as
We eatin' it's time to starve them n***as
If n***as won't smoke we gon get the coffin n***a