Started keepin' stacks on me just to make me feel chosen

These hoes ain't got no love for you, this shit they talkin' bogus

Orchestrate emotion with the words I be preachin

Seiko go dial Arabian and I can't even read it

Too smooth, bag a baddie without tryin', ain't no secret

My money steady stackin', only sign of real attraction

Can't play me like a scrub when I move just like a captain

Give a fuck about these social days, they just flappin' gums and cappin

All my **** fly like some fuckin' airmen, was young and hip to the game ,

grew up bumpin' 50 cent

Gotta cut your grass, cause this world full of snakes

Ain't puttin' up enough, so you gotta up the stakes

You gotta hustle hard, if you don't then it's a shame

Stack your cheese, get some pussy, get the fuck up out the way

I know I got some angels tryin' to steer my right path

But I really need a sign, shit ain't funny but I laugh

I'm 30 with no kids and a business, I'm a catch

Type to fuck a, bitch, then holla out the window, who's next

She be stressin' out your wallet, but be easin' all my stress

And Chanel Superleggra got me feelin' like the best

Compose like Mozart, bitch, I orchestrate my fate

Need that money, andale, don't got no time for no delays

Compose like Mozart, bitch, I orchestrate my fate

Need that money, andale, don't got no time for no delays