Money on my mind I had to find some guap **** you can’t stop this even if you were a mf cop been counting every lost you fucking with a young boss I’m shooting every shot not counting my shots reloaded like here I come again I’m behind the walls peaking out the blinds like Malcom x scared of no **** like come get it you start shieet we finished it got me boxed in im whipping this box Chevy I write every bar I ain’t even punching em your main bitch turned to my side piece she ain’t going to the store it’s been to long she playing undercover lil mama fine as hell I’m just trying break her bells make her yell like she seen somebody die today you better live every moment you might die today ugly ass flow I just talk it how I walk it engine roaring I remember starving loud **** got me coughing I be the same way even in a coffin nobody live as me say you was you told I lie on me loud it got me coughing higher then stone cold Steve Austin beat on the beat like I’m boxing bad bitch she came from Boston I’m already wanone **** you cannot clone a **** try to walk in shoes you tripping counting blues got a whole a lot fishes eating good **** it’s chicken the only check in I’m doing to bank I don’t want talk to you bring me the biggest mane top tier **** it can’t no bigger you got some lieing **** in your camp all Pinocchio ass **** all my **** 100 i got whole a lot Benjamins with me ain’t talking to folks bring more guap bad bitch I dont drink coffee but her skin mocha fucking with the realest from westcoaster smoke a **** like roach smoke a **** like Rasta I don’t like it same give me that different shieet went on mission and finished it ain’t not sweet when comes to ending