They don't wanna see my n***as in the spotlight (but we did it)
I been waitin for this hit my whole life (but we did it)
If the industry was TV, I guess rap would be my show
But it's no time for commercials, b**h this not the Superbowl
Take my gun everywhere I go but I'll sell that before my soul
On the beat I go too far, I f** around and pay a toll
Told about the second tape and I knew I had a soul
Though I always wondered what these b**hes would do for a pot of gold
She tryin to tell me what she know
You must know my future Miss Cleo
I been so clean that I don't need a PO
Even though I got bills like Cosby
And I wasn't born rich like Theo
I'm tryin to go National Geo
My sh** is hot enjoy your cappuccino
They just act like gangstas
Boy they got Pacino
Messiah spit game like he ate at Casinos
I am a boss just like Nino
My new car is real, like Carly
I'm startin to feel like Bazino
I need them C notes
I had ta cut up like a butcher just so I could stack up a meat roll
Them hundreds, I need those
We see Asay with the camera, man he knew just what to do
Sacrifice just for the brook now n***as call him Red and Blue
R.E. said what Tech was nexin
I said f** it it's the stew
M.P. got a check for thousands and he spent it on a boof
Haze said we takin over with this tape I think it's true
Cause his beats complete the visions of the dreams that I pursue
Ain't no b**h that I pursue
These b**hes wilder than a zoo
Laid up with a yellow b**h until there's babies out the blue
That sh** fool, but it's true, so I practice what I preach
I put money over hoes, but my b**hes tried to reach
Like a waiter or a cater I just make sure that we eat
Get the money, then I'm gone like cancel or delete
Now we'll see who'll make it to Hollywood
You would think American Idol[?]
I call up MP when I'm feelin empty bro I got a link with the microphone
Been out with the weapons, sometimes I might check it
But that's just to see what mode I am on
Shots to his spleen [?] body goin lean
Like the drink that I pour in my styrofoam
Sippin this lean out my styrofoam
MP gon pull up a session
They trippin, they thought I was second
Wake em up like parents or paramedics
There's too many b**hes with different connections
I'm all in they jeans, I ain't talkin genetics
My n***a's next, put that on my soul
If it ain't just me [?] it's Pot of Gold
They don't wanna see my n***as in the spotlight (but we did it)
I been waitin for this hit my whole life