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Tell em that they better shut the fuck up when I’m talkin….
Better yet when I walk in,
I better hear when a rat piss on cotton or how it’ll sound if a roach get to coughing,
Money is often,
Very deep in his thoughts which,
Pertain to my fiscal affairs,
I’m aware,
They are there,
But it’s clear I don’t care,
Ain’t no intel to share,
See I been on my boss shit,
Cut on the grind in 03’ you know me I don’t sleep took a peep and then broke off the off switch,
Tell em be cautious,
I ain’t takin no losses,
Y’all niggas done lost it,
Bird’s eye from the office,
They see me on top of my shit and I see they legit wanna knock the kid off it,
On God ima get it till they lay me down in my coffin nigga,

I’m about to flex the skill,
And that flex so real,
Young nigga got doe spit dope get hoes that wanna have and sex and will,
Being bad ain’t enough she just ask me to fuck she’s as bad as her luck w no check appeal,
How did you expect I’d feel,
All you value is sex appeal,
I place mine in my heart that’s a separate spill,
What type of girl are you when you’re ain’t dressed to kill,
Exactly but don’t shoot the messenger,
God in flesh I’ve been tellin ya,
Rap will make heaven on earth for the kid but the life that I want is one helluva,
Kind and you know it,
I gotta get goin cuz I’m runnin late to the party I’m hopin,
That nobody noticed,
I’m tardy and hardly prepared don’t be poppin up on me like this is ya moment,
Still in the lab when you sleep tho,
Turnin a couple of rap pads into fat bags full of C notes,
I’m in beast mode,
Gotta eat mode,
Gotta schedule in a lil sleep mode,
I’m in love war and fuck peace mode,
30 hours no sleep woooo,
Sheesh bro,
They don’t know what I feel like,
Let alone what it feels like,
To be wrong when it feels right,
And press on cuz it’s real life,
Stretched thin but the skills tight,

Damn see there’s still so much I could write tho,
Flyin where time goes,
Tryin to start plantin roots in all 24 different time zones,
Slowin up stretch the Ye connect doing time don’t,
Think it stops cuz the grind won’t,
Not till I die don’t,
Misconstrue what you see cuz you still live life in ya blind fold,
Money’s open both eyes and his third as well as his mind so,
Money just mines gold,
Let em think ima fail till I bounce back like surprise hoe,
Yea they got me giddy inside wo,
Plug up the kid and then energize my flow,
Get rocked Popeye flow,
Nice of you to drop by hoe,
Now bye bye hoe.
Gotta go and get my doe,
Tried to tell em it’s my go,
Money hittin my iPhone,
When it rings w da right tone,
Drop pounds like it’s lipo,
Flexed up w a nice flow,
Check up and get right tho,

St-still a good kid but I lay w da baddest,
Pardon the kid cuz I might be an addict,
I’m in love w her madly,
When we fuck she be nasty,
I put her on top let her ride till it’s time and she get on her knees drop her jaw just to catch me,

I’ve been… d-doing this shit for the longest,
And you’ve been so good to the kid but you slippin keep watching yo tone bitch,
Cuz I’ll split be done and get gone bitch,
Focus on me and my own shit,
Yea Money’s been Growin,
As a person as well as an artist and I gotta mind to go out there and show it,
See this is the moment of truth,
The standards they’re holding me to,
Would be the demise of you niggas if they had decided to hold em to you,
It’d be over its true,
If they chose it for you,
It’d be like a crane w no hook that’s suspending a trailer w nothin to hold it but glue,

Oooo yea that nigga gone eat.... Shit!

Tell em that they better play up cuz I’m fina drain em,
Clear out the lane when I change em.
I’m bout to son everyone of you niggas I must be a dead beat cuz I never claim em,
Son em and dump em I don’t even name em,
Said I was Dios and then I became em,
Could be the shit but they shit on themselves tryin to keep up w me and I won’t even change em,
I don’t.... plan to let none of this fade,
None of this came,
W little to no work I put in so much that I couldn’t be covered by 100’s of slaves,
Centuries on me got 100’s of names,
Centurion on me it come w a bang,
Beefing w me is the deal of the year you’ll get half off a hit and it come w a grave nigga,

Look,

Told em to stay the fuck out of my way I will not stop,
Jump street like hopscotch,
By God I grew up into Hot Shot,
An Autobot hit by the nine will survive but on soul I can promise you now that ya opp’s not,
Guess who nigga Knock knock,
It’s me bitch call me Dada,
9 on me when the block hot,
I’m the shit like Caca,
I spit and watch knots pop,
T-tell em I got quap,
You substandard I’m too notch,
Hate I’m here for the top spot,
N-nigga I’m not shocked,
Trip and I’ll cut yo career right in half like a crop top,
Guess who nigga Knock knock,
It’s me bitch,
So be quick,
I keep shit,
Brief when,
The speech is,
Not about money that I can invest or collect and expect to see growth with in reason,
Plus I’m too focused cuz I need the folk to feel every word they’re receiving,
Till they believe it,