(Cashtastic)

There's only one me

So automatically I'm different

Naturally if everybody's out, then I'm begging

Looking in the mirror, thinking this isn't decision

If tomorrow is the task, then today must be revision

Let me school it cah, I'm the Sensei and they the student

Teefin motherfuckers, I should sue them

Copying and pasting, everything I've done is what they doing

There is no replacing, there's only one me

But let me say this, if a brother is getting money then I'm happy

Can't hate on a another brother, that is tacky

I'm a fly boy, I could probably turn up to a suit and tie

Better shutdown in a tracky

Informers; really had them tearing up the garments(?)

Really had them balling and finkacoming(?) the apartment

Really raided '74 in the morning, found two '57s in the garden, do the maths

Really growing up thinking I'll be a baller, but I traded going training for taking orders in a cooler

I'm still upfront, but I stayed off the wing

Now the girls getting dough from the corner

We can set p's, yeah

Ignorant niggas are beefin'

Big bro told me not to look, but I was peepin'

He was getting white before cartel was bleachin'

Let me take you back to an '09 evening

Me and one pretty brown ting we were speaking

Never knew her for long, we were only two weeks in

Anyways she sent a text saying suttin' bout a threesome

I was like threesome? Who's in the threesome?

Sent me a picture of her friend - she was decent

Now I wanna' beat it

First mistake I made was letting her choose where we were meeting

Got to her block, I was feeling para'

Real talk shit was looking dodgy

Cah she said she could see me, and I couldn't see nobody

Went to walk into her building, she sent a text trying to stop me

She said 'It was a setup, and made me do it, run cash I'll explain to you later I'm sorry'

That was in my teenage, and had a lesson

Sometimes I made mistakes just to have a lesson, I've (got) a long list of lessons since I left secondary

I've been out here for mess and progression, I thought I sent a message

Everyday I did and didn't get it, maybe they got it but didn't get it, get it?

Maybe they wanted me with a weapon, being on necessarily aggressive, so I could get arrested

To make it out where I'm from, there's a slim chance

Fuck this shit I'm going worldwide

You ain't gonna' like what I'm saying, little nigga, but your girl might

Most likely

All that negativity your tweeting couldn't hurt my, feelings

I got niggas that peeling a 30 godwilling to make it home early

I'm just havin' fun widdit', I ain't on one, I'm on one million

Filling up my baton with knowledge, so my own born daughter and son could run widdit'

I ain't planning for the future, long time

Cause not even a computer can confirm it

If I will beat her in the future

You can call me anything, but you can never call me evil