[Verse 1]
All I want is riches and cheques are looking past due
I'm ripping records so these niggaz want to rap too
Half a decade on my belt I done lapped crews
Should of been a lapidary all I do is stack jewels

They leanin like they took bacardi to the chest
I went and put the record into cardiac arrest
I came up on the drums with some cognac and x
So a flatline, is really part of the success

I'm getting to whatever wherever it's at
How they clapping and don't know where Coretta is at
They touching paper but I lay where the cheddar is at
Run in the class, for that fetta a sub'll get wrapped

They tryna get in where they fit in, my living isn't fitting
So I'm breaking in and taking like I repo for a living
My niggaz told me doors I got to kick in 'til I'm on
So I stood a wrote a song for all my niggaz into winnings


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Life's short but time's shorter
I need more hours in a day to meet my quotas
I'm tryna acquire property by the border
And my team is in need of some better lawyers

I came, I saw
I left bitch niggaz in awe, look
Look I came, I saw
Now who the F*** really want it with the squad


[Verse 2]
Nobody 'cause we killing instrumentals, russian roulette
With a full clip bang! The barrell spins into your temple
Watch me murder aspirations as my pen perspires against
The page of my frontal lobe, claim that you come to blow

Well hello, nobody's hoping
It's a sad realization that you couldn't hope to cope with
You gon end up nothing but the butt of somebodys joke if you lucky
Couldn't pull my train away if you was a locomotive sonny

Stab myself in the back 'fore I be caught dead fronting
It's open season I'm head hunting for you dears running
State the facts gladly patronized while you plagarize
Smile and wave goodbye plummet to your great demize

You niggaz weak, any predator of yours is prolly prey of mine
So I suggest you try lying dormant
'cause I done caked up funk flexin with a Hot 97
Now that's a sweet sixteen with some fire on it, uh


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[Verse 3]
Ain't no discussion when we hit the stage demand respect
BG in your area a side effect you'll recollect even doubters come correct
With loyalty I've learned you pay a fine price
I could justify the facts can't trust nobody with the knife

When opportunity knocks at the door
Guaranteed it'll jab you right in the back
Give it all yet they want more
Well I've got two fingers for that

Yeah your time is up and the pressure is on
Who do I need when I been alone
If I'm out of my mind please excuse me
As an MC I'm tryna claim my throne

Got into drugs but I cut down
Sober so what's up now
They're quick to judge but I'm
Only being honest doesn't that count

Enough is never enough
I know sex sells but I ain't no slut
Never had it easy, never took the easy way out
So I ain't planning on giving it up

It's a black out when Mac's out
So you know we brought the straps out
And I don't really give a F what you rap about
When my teams around me you tap out uh

Yeah people mad aggravated by our power
It's proven we can't be stopped yet they clocking us by the hour


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