tell me what you know about forty days
tell me what you know about sleeping outside
no ride in the wintertime all for this
tell me what you know about commas in the bank
get solved with this. everybody know i. i'm a slave
i'm a slave for this shit
you got to slave for this shit
step on the president table and dap 'em up with the left hand
cause i'm countin' money with the right
in a different city every night
and i'm sellin' records like it's white
now tell me who be fuckin' with me
everybody know i'm livin' this life
everyone know that i got the baddest wife
tell me why everybody in the pipe
cause i'm the only one doin' it right
i'm a rap genius like rob markman
spent a couple of million on my new apartment
that's a multi-million dollar view
and i got it from rappin'
damn near everyone nabbin' on the boy
angrier than kanye when he talkin' about clothes
and my last album went number one
sold way more than that pop bitch
and i dare def jam to drop this
i got fifty-thousand people in the crowd
just stop actin' like you don't hear it
this shit right here for the party
that's shit for the spirit