[Intro]

Okay the last one was perfect and it didn't record...

What type of stuff is

That?..Like seriously Got Dang It Man

Anyways I'm a say this once..maybe twice...

Anybody that wants to compete with me can get consumed

I eats the face off...Yea

Boss up and get this money

How you always working and you always at work

Ha

[Verse 1: Kilam]

Out of my mind I'm in a vortex

Shoes ain't even in the stores yet

Spitting my thoughts all in your cortex

To much for me to remember

I gues that's why i seem to forget

Sympathy and I never regret

Way back when I was on the seabed

When i see comp only time i see dead

Got mo' money than i (Go figure)

Made yo' woman mine (Gold Digger)

Hear more jeers Get more richer

You get more food i get more kitchens

Getting my mills and I ain't even flipping

Call me Master P house got gold ceilings

Drop top future it got no ceiling

Plus my car speed ain't got no limit

King Malik all dressed in purple linen

Chefs in my kitchen Fixing my

Dinner

Betting on me you fixing on winning

A whole lot of money putting food in your

Tummy

Got a full stomach but im still so hungry

Pass on the fives you must be a dummy

Like the best shoes since like 1990

If he pled the fifth he must be guilty

Obscene money life must be filthy

Chain on his neck he must be winning

Irs Sanction he must been skimming

Tryna sit at my table you must be dinner

Hit like Ali boxing gloves

See obstacles I fly above

Il je t'adore

That means that it I you love

Im gone

[Outro]

Yea..

Yea...

How you claim that you working when you always at work...

Sike naw honey I'm home

Ahh...

Anybody want to hope on the end of this

I mean gone head

If you want to be a part of this greatness

Like Aubrey said

Uh... I think i spit on my J's

Haa

Catch me on rap genius

My name is Kilam this song has no name

So i just called it no name

Jets to the next