(Cashtastic)
There's only one me
So automatically I'm different
Naturally if everybody's out, then I'm begging
Looking in the mirror, thinking this isn't decision
If tomorrow is the task, then today must be revision
Let me school it cah, I'm the Sensei and they the student
Teefin motherf**ers, I should sue them
Copying and pasting, everything I've done is what they doing
There is no replacing, there's only one me
But let me say this, if a brother is getting money then I'm happy
Can't hate on a another brother, that is tacky
I'm a fly boy, I could probably turn up to a suit and tie
Better shutdown in a tracky
Informers; really had them tearing up the garments(?)
Really had them balling and finkacoming(?) the apartment
Really raided '74 in the morning, found two '57s in the garden, do the maths
Really growing up thinking I'll be a baller, but I traded going training for taking orders in a cooler
I'm still upfront, but I stayed off the wing
Now the girls getting dough from the corner
We can set p's, yeah
Ignorant n***as are beefin'
Big bro told me not to look, but I was peepin'
He was getting white before cartel was bleachin'
Let me take you back to an '09 evening
Me and one pretty brown ting we were speaking
Never knew her for long, we were only two weeks in
Anyways she sent a text saying suttin' bout a threesome
I was like threesome? Who's in the threesome?
Sent me a picture of her friend - she was decent
Now I wanna' beat it
First mistake I made was letting her choose where we were meeting
Got to her block, I was feeling para'
Real talk sh** was looking dodgy
Cah she said she could see me, and I couldn't see nobody
Went to walk into her building, she sent a text trying to stop me
She said 'It was a setup, and made me do it, run cash I'll explain to you later I'm sorry'
That was in my teenage, and had a lesson
Sometimes I made mistakes just to have a lesson, I've (got) a long list of lessons since I left secondary
I've been out here for mess and progression, I thought I sent a message
Everyday I did and didn't get it, maybe they got it but didn't get it, get it?
Maybe they wanted me with a weapon, being on necessarily aggressive, so I could get arrested
To make it out where I'm from, there's a slim chance
f** this sh** I'm going worldwide
You ain't gonna' like what I'm saying, little n***a, but your girl might
Most likely
All that negativity your tweeting couldn't hurt my, feelings
I got n***as that peeling a 30 godwilling to make it home early
I'm just havin' fun widdit', I ain't on one, I'm on one million
Filling up my baton with knowledge, so my own born daughter and son could run widdit'
I ain't planning for the future, long time
Cause not even a computer can confirm it
If I will beat her in the future
You can call me anything, but you can never call me evil