Letra
We start this tale with a young hood rat from the slums of Egypt
Who had just finished one story and now begins with a new one
This time he will be taking this adventure alone
As he believes for some reason that he can do this without help
Fucking idiot
We will see what he can do on his own and whether or not
He is still capable of producing bangers
And if he is not well then...
This my time all that shit I put it in my past
I can't lose I don't ever wanna be in last
No excuses takin time to perfect my craft
Tried to reach but I'm seeing that you fallin flat
Got the money call it jimmy yeah you see it blast
Take that shit I'm poppin off man you shoulda asked
Oh my bad that's ya girl man I had to smash
That's ya homie that you gassin I just look and laugh
This a lil ass intro for a lil ass album
Boring may it be you know it's still goin platinum
Handin me a Trojan like I ain't be using magnum
Corny ass hoe she want some money she can't have none
Off the topic of the hoes let's talk the money how I have it
How I show up to a party and I'm flashing up a patek
Just some grindin and some sweatin and you'll have a fendi jacket
If you see a shot you take it oh my god you better cash it
Written by: Jacob Zeiner
