[Verse 1]

I'm getting sick of all these phonies

Conversating like we homies

It's only me myself an I, I don't want to hear your talk

Got intentions of getting more paper pray the Holy Lord

Save me from this crater and a motherfucking hater

Get me off this ice I'm steady sliding like a skater

And out the country, living comfy fuck the thugs in blue

Shouting monkey cause they think we turned the country to a Zoo

Wasn't me officer, I resent your attitude

I present my next review, hold it these niggas is folding

They hear but never listen, tryna top a clever nigga

With a vision of a money river, that's a premonition

Hate it or you love it, if you hate it suck a smelly dick and

Get up out of mine, was coming out of grime

Ain't ghetto but these niggas telling me they gets the rhymes

I guess its time to get it right, hi nigga bye

Hi ho, fee-fi-fo-fum I just arrived

Hopped off the beanstalk and now I'm in the sky

Fucking with the game of giants, niggas wanna play with fire

Last nigga that tried it slit his wrists and then his mate retired

I've been killing rappers put them bastards in a bin liner

I've been quiet but I'm tired of sitting still

I'll make sure you never make it like the morning after pill

The more I rap the more these rappers wanna wrap themselves in film

It was wrap before I spat and that's exactly how I feel

[Hook]

These niggas ain't stay right

Can't fuck with my shine, that's the daylight

That's some real shit, tell them niggas hold up

Tryna stack them real quids, tell them niggas hold up

Make that paper real quick, tell them niggas hold up

All ma niggas on their way, tell them hold up

[Verse 2]

There's no apologies for my audacious nature

I was feeling meek before but now I need that milly paper

Blood a mill is just the start

How many niggas said they were gonna hit it but never did

They finish where they start

Tell my niggas we ain't failures, Humor be the alias

Its ironic cause there be nothing funny about the way it is

I'm crossing boundaries and borders like illegal aliens

I'm radiating for the nation heating the air waves again

Call that shit a microwave

Ain't phased by any kind of hate I crack a smile and wave

It's do or die so I ain't got no time for inhibitions

And I'm on that twister shit, got bitches in tricky positions

It's the shittiest conditions

That got these kids on the city strips slinging with the villains

Tryna make a killing in a minute

In a minute shit can end quick you hear about a killing every minute

That's just way, that it is

From the cradle to the grave, real shit

From the day I'm getting paid, real quids

All ma niggas on the way, real quick

Real quickly, you never will shift me

Till I got everything I came for (four) milly in the kitty

Plus more, break bread with the fam, yes Lord

[Hook]