Ya'll fly economies, I fly Mukesh Ambani

High-class punnani, tailor-fitted the Brioni

Limo-tinting styles, futures and hot commodities

Everything that I know is value and what it ought to be

Money equals speech, but planning can make you obsolete

Think while on your feet, with time, you'll maybe rival me

Cold determination, quotas, and hours worked

In the middle of the night, without a need for vacation

My vocation is simply to get paid in

Strategies they brazen, Bitcoins stay raising

Clear times is changing, so must the forecast

Rainy days in escrow, tap that for more cash

Now I'm at war, clash, shield of Adamantium

Tony Stark to haters on food stamps, don't play me 'em now

I keep Armani suits and dossiers for agents of change

Multiple bureaucrats in foreign groups