JPEGMAFIA - Anna Nicole freestyle lyrics

[Intro] fu*kin' idiot Say, yeah All this money, all this money All this money, all this money, yeah All this money, all this money, say Yeah [Verse 1] I know it hurts, I feel this sh*t for years and I can't go back (Yeah) Money in my purse, homie, that's your rent Lil' ni**a, that's not no stack (Facts) Young Kelly Ripa, woke up early mornin' thirst trappin' that (Alright) Young Michael Stra' cut through the lines and aim straight for gat' (Pssht) ni**a, where is your team at? Archie Bunker to these dingbats Left home and brought rings back Rode the car, pulled out the king bat Hit the stage, yeah, I dream that I be missin' how the crowd react Hop in the lift with the knife and the gat' Show out, we make sure you nap, Easy Street Industry ni**as be needin' me (What else?) I'm on the edge like BDB Once I get that champagne in me this Kool Moe Doe vs. Busy B Ha, build my legacy, ha-ha, what you got for me? Fourteen, fourteen, half an O by midnight, I had seven Gs Smoke your b*tch out when I'm in town, get her in my show for free Freaky b*tch, she kiss my neck and make me feel like Devin Heat I mean Devyn Hen', bringin' press with the pen Strip the beat, break down the stems, compress it, bussin' (Boy) I feel like Anna Nicole gettin' paid off of these old ni**as in the grave I got a Desi and I got a K, BDB and Shanaynay Spit in that pussy and look in the face Call my main b*tch Gina Payne Beats put your favorite artist in place My baby love when I EQ the bass You know you winnin' when just do this and ni**as gotta hate (Ha) Can't keep this pace (Huh), eatin' good every day (Huh) Same ho, same space (Huh), ni**as singin' like Case (Huh) I be in my own way (Huh) I wanna see my b*tch get money and prosper every day [Break] Yeah, look [Verse 2] No SremmLife, but I'm a Black Beetle (Word) Slugs on me like moss, people [?] say, [?] Don Cheadle Baby, you know that this weapon was lethal fu*k other rappers, we never been equal Bustin' at ni**as like Harris and Klebold Star of the show but you won't get a sequel Compare and contrast, we got different contracts (Yeah) I own all my sh*t, you work for Craig Kellerman and Comcast Young Inspector Gadget, you b*tches get to pick up my slack Ha-ha, more bread for me Your life don't mean sh*t to me, last night I had an epiphany (fu*kin' Beetlejuice or some sh*t, hahaha) I reappropriated bigotry Got these crackers all up in their feelings b*tch, I'm with the racket, Vijay Singh You ain't really ratchet, you a fu*kin' flea [Outro] Yeah, it's nasty All this money, all this money All this money, all this money All this money, all this money All this money, all this money, yeah