N.S.I.M.

If she ignores you in her prime, then ignore her in her decline
Stop chasing after bitches boys, cut off all the wine and dine
Yeah, she fine but swear to god, I know you'll find another dime
Wonder why I like to rhyme I just confide into my mic
My sister told me that she left him, told her "well, it's about time"
Looking at my wrist like money bag today, your boy got time
Focus on this music, want that money cause I want what's mine
And yeah I keep the heat but swear there ain't no street in me motherfucker
Yeah these rappers get them a deal and get them a gun so they think they're gangster
Flexing on the internet, should put them over my knee and spank them
All the game I gave away you'd think them broke boys would be thankful
Texting bitches left and right, they're curving them cause they ain't getting no answers, yeah
They ask why I rap, I do for fun
They ask why I rap and I don't have a gun
Why would I act street if I ain't street? boy that would be something
If it's not about money then it's not about nothing
Told her that I loved her, that I'd die for her, yeah, shorty, I'm cuffing
Man, chill, I'm bluffing, yeah
Got my beam, down payment, two bands
Got my looks from my own two parents
Got these Jordan's direct to seller, motherfucker I'm not shopping no Walmart clearance
Turn me up twin, they sure ain't hearing me
Throwing rocks then hide their hands I think little boy trying to run interference
And I don't fear it, period
If she ignores you in her prime, then ignore her in her decline
Stop chasing after bitches boys, cut off all the wine and dine
Yeah, she fine but swear to god, I know you'll find another dime
Wonder why I like to rhyme I just confide into my mic
My sister told me that she left him, told her "well, it's about time"
Looking at my wrist like money bag today, your boy got time
Focus on this music, want that money cause I want what's mine
And yeah I keep the heat but swear there ain't no street in me motherfucker
I rap to get plaques and the plaques lead to stacks that I stack in the bank, keep my foot in their necks
I think they're trying to compete, next
Ask me if he's hard, I guess
I been sitting on this gift for awhile with no child when I could've been honing my sound and my style
Telling me they rap but I don't even know how
Shorty ass fat but I'm not on rebound
Yeah, your man's a clown now
King me with my crown now
Told your man he soft as hell, so shorty need to pipe down
I was lost and now I'm found
All y'all cap, but where's the gown?
I said I had my crown so now it's time for y'all to bow down
I cut her off, cause she was acting childish
They some bums, them boys is wilding
Want rewards but put no time in
When it comes to rap, y'all don't want no problems
Fuck advertising, move in silence
Struck a few deals, I kept it quiet
I know my death would cause a riot
From eight, four, three and your boy's the hottest, yeah
If she ignores you in her prime, then ignore her in her decline
Stop chasing after bitches boys, cut off all the wine and dine
Yeah, she fine but swear to god, I know you'll find another dime
Wonder why I like to rhyme I just confide into my mic
My sister told me that she left him, told her "well, it's about time"
Looking at my wrist like money bag today, your boy got time
Focus on this music, want that money cause I want what's mine
And yeah I keep the heat but swear there ain't no street in me motherfucker
I came from the gutter, no feelings for another unless you want to count the woman that I call "mother"
Love and affection, don't need to be smothered I'll take a bad bitch over a motherfucking another
I'm too bougie after these songs
She wants to go this way, I want to go the other
Wordplay all day, I know I'm too clever
Pulling my dreads like a god damn lever
Yeah, big dog now, I'm a big stepper
Took her on a date, next day, I left her
Keep my foot on the gas, full speed, can't say I feel bad to keep pressing on the pedal
The way I rhyme shows my grind, I can't deny I deserve a medal
Stack this money tall as trees and there's no street me
Period