Verse One:

(It was a) a tournament of turning points like Russian roulette

But instead of bullets we were taking shots and burning joints

We're not stupid

In the modern age there's a lack a truth

The screens are connected with dime divas

But no cupid

These streets are vicious

You could be capturing on screen, your last image

Eye, was wilding either side could catch a bullet

Hole, and get left limping with a limp life with, red dripping

The depictions are diffеrent

Candy coded dimes vs rеlentless apocalypticness

I'm meticulous when weaving the mood of the scenes were seeing

But not for free

We need to best economy, each season blessed

With every breath of life for every reason

I'm dressed to impress only for occasional retreats

Because otherwise we are 24/7 revenue retrieving

Chorus:

Cash in the pocket that's what we're all about

There's still more depth in whats bringing that amount

I'm steadily repping whats real without the clout

To unfurl the best living, with schematics in route

Cash in the pocket that's what we're all about

There's still more depth in whats bringing that amount

I'm steadily repping whats real without the clout

To unfurl the best living, with schematics in route

Verse Two:

Looking in the distance we can see a figure strolling

Its storming

In the background, clouds over his head now

Yet no worries on him

No looking back now

He won't back down

Won't backtrack now

With a stride for miles

(There's) voices in his head, he can hear the people talking

Yet he disregards them

As he logs there responses on the parchment

While he bumps custom beats on a walkman

No disarming him hes fully equipped with a pen and armor

Headed towards a safehouse more like an armamada...

Night time, super cars, fine women, prada

Limelight, Djs, the whole crowd as they order

This night, That night, every night is a slaughter on the mix

The competition is nill

Bringing the crowd to there feet

To each beat with the skill

Chorus:

Cash in the pocket that's what we're all about

There's still more depth in whats bringing that amount

I'm steadily repping whats real without the clout

To unfurl the best living, with schematics in route

Cash in the pocket that's what we're all about

There's still more depth in whats bringing that amount

I'm steadily repping whats real without the clout

To unfurl the best living, with schematics in route

Verse Three:

What matters now is the benefit of the page(s)

Walk into fruition on this worlds stage

Listen I'm living through every visions depiction

Using breath as a weapon, the type at descretion

The power of suggestion is a blessing

With any opposition I address them

And send a maelstrom

Then pick up the pieces and build again from

The floating Adrenaline for me and my Denizens to win

Again and again

With endless beginings to never end

The Galaxies ours

Picture money raining from the skyline, comet showers

This is a prime time for the meeting of the mind powers

At any and all hours

There's no doubt about it

The path that we walk is wildest