No Gold Teeth

Wind in my face, hound at my heels At the end I'm winning this race, only then can I chill But 'til then, don't ever try to stagnate the magnate When it's money on the line, never make the bag wait I just add weight to the bag until the bag break That holy swag make the cash, get the gas face In the first place, I got no motherfucking business coming in last place My birthplace taught me not to stop I'm more advanced than my classmates I came into the game on a fast break and I'm gang gang like Bonaparte The protagonist, and I narrate in the same slang that Philly has I can't stop If I don't work than I won't eat Time keeps running like a river, it don't cease In the mind of a super nigga it's no peace Can't stop running like I'm ducking from police, stop Who they are trying to do me like coaches The flow so obese, it's springing a slow leak I keep the crowd satisfied, bringing 'em cold beats I'm gratified, winning bling-bling and no gold teeth Yo, stop, you know the cameras is gon' see My hammers ain't for brandishing if Canada's on me Please, you ain't fucking with no amateurs, homie Philly ain't known for cheesesteak sandwiches only, stop, yo I'm at the top where it's lonely I got everybody mean mugging like Nick Nolte But nah, I won't stop, won't drop, won't retire I am my own supplier, selling goods to the buyer The torch to the higher, the storm that's on fire The data translator, each jaunt I'm charting higher They requested my IG, I replied 'deny' Tell me I'm in the top three, they ain't never lied Stop throwing that Birkin, the parents wouldn't ride The car's two to five, the door's suicide Dressing in gold will be your suicide No matter which corner of the globe you reside Two-one-five, dumb shit aside When it comes to the job getting done, what am I? The god of the microphone Praise the lord Anybody disagree with me then raise your sword I'm Agent Orange, poisonous amazing pumps And the band keeps raging on Listen to me Don't stop, nope, I won't quit No, I don't stop, no, I don't quit