[Verse] This is the first track I'm doing over the weekend Like I'm in Toronto but jumping over the deep end Born and Raised in Maryland, it's easy for me to defend The people that I brought up, It's funny who you can befriend Cash rules everything around me but I'm lactose Intolerant to my surroundings so I stay ghost Unfortunate, I'm so sick, I should have been diagnosed So, You rappin' haters can catch it when I'm coasting the coast Um, I'm 'bout to get on my Tyler sh** All you rappers faker than bills, that sh** is counterfeit I heard your mixtape, dawg, and I think you should quit Don't even bump my tape'll make you choke on my spit This 20-bar verse is k**ing me Like Boi don't how to count it up when he making beats But, f** it, dawg, guess I can't end it short and sweet So, the last four bars will be angry and mean Cash rules everything around me, cream f** around and get smacked with that backhand, see Get the shakedown like a tambourine sh**ted on this beat, it's a damn latrine