that i shouldn't smoke weed and shit
that i should cuss and shit
that i shouldn't do the shit i wanna do
you know what i'm sayin'?
but i don't give a fuck about what these niggas think
i gets embedded in your cerebellum
focusin' on fuckin' a nigga up
my vision of lust is money
too many sheisty motherfuckers comin' for me
ready for repetition if possible
get sexual in a second heffer
you could never be no competition to me
tryin' adapt to this shit
and you can get your boys
i got disciples and vicelords
planted through every city ready
if you feel i stepped on your toes
cause it was meant to be the shit since i found jd
my lyrical thesis broke in pieces
for you pussies who can't feed off it
i believe good things come to those that grind
keep your mind on some money and don't ever stop tryin'
and everything'll be fine
it's time to let your lighter spark
crank up the weed session
with one of the best in the midwestern section
cause a mi solo female mc's be back in the game
sun up to sun down i puff leaves
filled with imported trees from the west indies
chi-town's finest in more ways than one
me follow in the path of another
see i got mic checkin' down to a science
meanin' i perfected the ways
to shit on you and your alliance
i write the type of shit that'll hypnotize ya
fuck around and kill your whole click like kaiser
can't nothin' handle this
they wanna dismantle this but it will never go down
cause my beliefs is i'm the baddest around
never will you be the opponent left
leave'em swept off they feet
so so def got that chief shit
under the covers ain't another bitch bad as me
keep on runnin' but you can't escape me
remember the bitch you love to hate
keep the currency's increase
and my belief is to get the money
so what's the beef to this?
hundred thousand dollar bills by the stack
the weak supportin' my habits
enough karats for the whole salad
smokin' cabbage every five minutes
beginnin' my days rollin' swishes
i never listen to penny pinchin'
pussy eatin' punks advice
to catch'em slippin' is my theory