Couple investments, a few of 'em made some major your two pennies, especially if you ain't made a cent I learned the game and getting publishing ever since People that ain't a dollar will say they ain't convinced When you ride to 7-11 on handle bars You can't vision how hooks could take a man to Mars The is that y'all only just wanna hang with stars Heard Lauryn and I wanted to take the world from Nas I salute but I still applause I've given infinite gifts, I still like Santa Clause acting like girls I call it mano-pause This the of verse that I bet you that type of man would pause I can't stop and these haters what they ask for 99 thousand or more inside a drawer I'm the to keep a passport on the dashboard, looking for a south of France shore to make a dash for Feeling like Damon Dash been that acappella When times is bleak I hit the freeway like Roc-A-Fella It's a decade, get a clue that you could stop me never You'd a better chance of trying to stop a hot propeller On a jet smoking a cigarette, with gasoline on ya hands Kerosene on ya breath, oh yes I do it the best, get then you are blessed I do it for what it's worth and I'll never do it for less, stress Never that, I know the album is than late Looked in the face and told it you're gonna wait Send a salute to the people who push the culture straight, and those who hate I just hope you don't get to procreate Met some rappers that industry people over rate Met with the Devil but said I wouldn't Lyor made millions, Jay millions And if Cam made millions I'm feelin' like I can relate -- see Mr. Koopa got 'em quite jealous People that with Mr. Koopa turn to sky dwellers I'm a city where the skinny turn to pie sellers And if any say they making then they lie tellers The will never cease struggle look like a puddle, my struggle look like a -- sheesh I'm visualizing it clear like I'm Mr. Artis either Jackson or Jordan I feel like Michael on beats Could'a been on a beach, I turn't to a beast The clarity of my raps think I created speech Saw me dirty my cleats all over Houston streets The hundreds in my reach The money stay on a *Bark*, I know you hear them barkin' That hype beasting is in Houston what we call I make I'm pay for all my like it's a blog auction And Go Daddy she tells me when we blog shopping I'm the type that'd make it and it a fee And you the type that make it they wouldn't take it for They look at you and they like "tell me what's in it for me" and take ya disc if you put it under their Christmas tree Me, talk about consistency Consistently make 'em feel like these rappers ain't sick as me I'm in city they'll never get to see The suite that they'll ever see is a pack of swishas G My OG be calling me to tell me that the miss me He know I'm but the reason is I eat picky Like PlayStation they pump fakin' and you'll see The game switched always end up with a 360 Albums coming, I tell the doubters just till then Shot videos and you know that I'd never a lens They sleeping on me could hope that they never wake But they gotta be sleep when you're planning a awakening
Cash rules around me C.R.E.A.M. get the money, bill y'all
Hey yo you know the puzzles what I had to solve Ya be bringing havoc like I had a mob Had three enemies, so them odds I had to dodge And now I'm riding in cars that like avatars They ain't never had the never had the hard, they try to make it sound deep to pretend they have a cause Pushing them bricks, no, that's where you have to pause Most of 'em cowardly and like the man on Oz They lying to you, falsifying within their bars They'd try to tell you Tommy really had a job Tell you how had to starve; how they had rob Like I went to Heaven and took a from the hand of God Nah Sorry I don't don't it Don't believe what ya Who the ones achieved it? Not them, we did Irrelevance is as relevant as the person that said it, and you ain't never did anything, don't you forget it dialogue you can dead it You borrow your mothers car and put a tank of unleaded