Letras

I've been fucking with this game for a long time And I'm impatient I'ma kill somebody If somebody don't make me real rich this year For starters, I'm all about the bread I ain't no artist, I'm a target, I'm like the landlord Hip hop's currently fallen down the stairs Your rent's due, motherfucker Now who give a fuck about the bars the hardest? When the DJs think they're bigger stars than the artists Riding around in Ferraris, doing more A&R-ing than the A&Rs And half 'em niggas don't even scratch That's like the blind leading the blind leader Hip hop is like the FBI in the trap reading The Don Diva It makes no sense It's ironic how I can straighten you though I stay so bent I'm about getting ins, every time my money's on hip hop That's every time the house nigga wins Flooding the drought, loving the club, Crip/Blood, gun talk Ladies and gentlemen, hip hop in one bar I've been fucking with this game for a long time And I'm impatient I'ma kill somebody If somebody don't make me real rich this year Where my money at? Where my money, nigga? Where my money at? Where my money, nigga? I put a cease and desist on this industry shit Me making a friend means I just make an enemy quick When niggas think they finna be big, their images switch They go from getting beat by a nigga too sweet to a cinnamon whip They acting like they got the Vanna White in Wheel of Fortune But actually they spilling the script I tell a DJ to play mines so we gon' spray ya And that's on every MC's mind, they just don't say it I flame spots, my brain lies at the top, it's on fire How you gonna say Nickle Nine ain't rising? Rappers no longer have to be on the block lying You get your ass whooped on the net, you a pop icon I spaz like I got the right rhyme I flash like I shot Nikon I call my motherfucking man my money, so money stands out While I got my motherfucking hand out I've been fucking with this game for a long time And I'm impatient I'ma kill somebody If somebody don't make me real rich this year Where my money at? Where my money, nigga? Where my money at? Where my money, nigga?
Writer(s): Ryan D. Montgomery, Dominick J. Lamb Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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