(INTRO)
(VERSE 1)
MC gee, 185
Leave em all bleed, and throw em out signs
I'm king of my city, i'm almost arrived
Dealing my money and I'm making the prime
All of my brothers are always behind
f** f**
Dropping a song and the city is on
f**ing em all, i'm f**ing em all
I'm more of a son, but I deal like a father
My b**hes they love me, like they're my own daughters
Messing with me, if you want getting plasters
(I) Master this, platform, we calling it poems
And dropping the bombs, and collecting the coins
You come here you running, or probably get ruined
I'm prudent and rude and so you'll never see me
You bow down to me, cause ain't no better Gee
(HOOK)
Then i cross my heart yo
I liked to giving but i better getting more
Then I cross your eyes ohhh
I start to get it. never'll getting back broke
(VERSE 2)
f** this sh**
Imma f** dis sh**, with di dopest spit
Yeah i'm on my sh**, everybody like it
Yeah they callin' me Gee, I like to battle MC's
You should ask Ben Z, left bunches of em bleed
My name isn't the same, as you claim
I'm f**ing with money and fame
Obvious i'll obtain, this sh** brother man
My heart is a part of a whole lotta sayings
I'm aiming at y'all with the biggest confidence
Building a constant and potent adventure
Without and with ya, came crossed my heart
Started to shootin with Glocks in apartments
It's hard to be cool and be hot in the school
We like to be acting the dumb and the rude
Fire the fume, and a fire the booth
Winning at every time that I move
Sinning and winning, my mom disapproves
f** it, i'm winning, the dough more than you
f**ing complaining about everything
And come to saying sh**s about my mood
I'm feeling so rebel, I might start my cartel
And spending the quarter of my time just to quarrel
The rum inna barrel, we selling tomorrow
The don is just me, yo, i stare at that photo
We're making the dollos, and that be the motto (Mo'dough, Immortal!!!!!!!)
(Gimme my dough, gimme my doe!!)