money crime

cheffing up continuous rapper raps in my melting pot

injuries consecutive

snapping necks 'cause i'm felt a lot

mix me in with the great names

weirdo ones on the shelf to rot

bread in the box is hot with no car swaps

we were dealt the block i'm rollin

this emcee's chosen

your end piece open

always cooking

look at the benz he's smokin'

cement we toting

broken from foul disappointment since youth

our only choice is fix truth

listen

my voice will hit roofs

record in a bulletproof booth

birds in ya movement soon as you pull a few coupes

turn to snotty

your stuck-up tight is group loose

a shotty to your deuce deuce

back on my worse behavior

the don who raised ya

hoping a legend takes a shot at me

bet my response is greater

somebody quote me

i'll be back for the trophy

beyond creative

none of them really how they making it seem

peons persuasive

been all your life you witness something this cool

freons and tanks

if i get the black and foul reaction

you're boring really

the crowds relaxin'

counted a nigga out

but you fucked up and got a survivor

it takes a check to go to war

let's take it dollar for dollar

we strategize with discipline

won't break the mind of a rider

giant in the game of little niggas

watch me fucking tower

money

crime and sex

time to stretch on a private jet

hundred thousand neck

hail the vets

give me my respect

stumbling out the jex

headed to the tops what i expect

put that on the set

stomp competition for rec

here's your overdose of reality

the ghetto made me sharp

carve my anatomy

gem star to your writing arm

what a tragedy

stronger

i get the break from these demons harder

they grabbing me

battle 'em with the powers to be

bomb in the traffic free

terrorize your rap entry

sing along with catastrophe

niggas never been half of me

i split apart they lacking g

hoopties outta my fucking lane

wanted timer designer his buckle frames

not many can hang

maybe a couple names

pencil me clarity

check my knuckle game

bars climb through hard times

coming in clutch

my crutch is pain

cancerous critics done tampered with it

no fucks remain

fuck 'em all with a passion

i'm classic cd deluxe and frame

i'm living

my flow is like a x6 with the kid and the world in my palms

two decades too long

juggling women

got stones jumping in rhythm

ice package

my wrist rocky

spotlight in my ear chaing hitting like big papi

counted a nigga out

but you fucked up and got a survivor

it takes a check to go to war

let's take it dollar for dollar

we strategize with discipline

won't break the mind of a rider

giant in the game of little niggas

watch me fucking tower

money

crime and sex

time to stretch on a private jet

hundred thousand neck

hail the vets

give me my respect

stumbling out the jex

headed to the tops what i expect

put that on the set

stomp competition for rec

counted a nigga out

but you fucked up and got a survivor

it takes a check to go to war

let's take it dollar for dollar

we strategize with discipline

won't break the mind of a rider

giant in the game of little niggas

watch me fucking tower

money

crime and sex

time to stretch on a private jet

hundred thousand neck

hail the vets

give me my respect

stumbling out the jex

headed to the tops what i expect

put that on the set

stomp competition for rec