go to hell

joey!

tahaha

that n.j. bullshit

i'm on it

i'm on the same shit i've been on really

niggaz probably just ain't know i was on it

amalgam

look here

i mean

still regular

just stuck in a rapper's body

made some bread off this shit but still rap's a hobby

i never got an invite

i had to crash the party

now it's just models inside

i'm at the after party

i set trends

here's somethin for the fags to copy

succeedin

everybody from the past get's salty

i get in the booth and own that bitch

won't stop 'til all my brothers are jonas rich

or wealthy

not rich

fuck it

see i aspire to be mr. buffett

warren

not from just tourin

i used to grind

hustle hard for some hot jordan's

'til my mind went beyond and all that got borin

the streets watchin but it's outlook is not important

i'm tryin to pocket a fortune without the stocks soarin

if you ain't into gettin paper

let it be

just know we too parallel to every meet

think about it now

you can go to hell

ya mean?

i never really cared for what

mother

other motherfuckers had to say about a nigga

i ain't never really gave a fuck

i got a place all you niggaz can go

a first class tickets for all you niggaz

not even coach

cocksuckers

they say he can't come to the hood

he got ran out

how's he livin so good? his money should've ran out

figured he'd be thirsty for a hand out

or livin at his man's house

none of that ever panned out

call him fake ass

say he as fake as