Update On 5 - Intellectual

[Hook: Rardy]

Got my mind on my money, money on my mind, while I'm blowing on this pine

200 hunnet on the dash, got a bitch in the passg, and you know she got ass

This the life that we choose, not the life that chose us, so don't blame it on luck

Fuck yo 9-5, I grind 9-5, studio 5-9, so I guess you could say that I work

Work, Work, Work, Work, Work, All We Do is Work

Work, Work, All We, All We, All We

Work, Work, Work, Work, Work, All We Do is Work

Work, Work, All, All, All, All, All, All

Steady stacking these Benjamin's, they say they balling that's just pretend

Filet mignon, so you could save the salt, I like to taste the flavor not that seasoning

I just ate and I'm still hungry, yo girl calling I just keep ignoring

Xerox niggas just copy style, so I changed the file and let em keep the torrent

I'm good, dollars all in the mental

On the route to get this money with my kinfolk

It's 1500 for the minimum if you want the show, stop playing

I need all my funds, I don't want the bitch unless she celibate, nuns

I'm just a crazy ass nigga, Klaus Kinski, Mel Gibson

Sipping on that purple sprite, got her loose drawls, Metamucil

Snatched a hunnet thousand views, niggas thought I rigged YouTube

When I drop this all my niggas on them blogs like, "right on, fucking right, he's back dude"

That's right I'm that dude, some niggas love to hate

Cause they bitch feel me, that's masturbate

I am the great, don't fabricate, just detonate, explode

While I'm ridin' round my side of town with a bad bitch belong in Vogue, nigga

I call her Mary and she like Kesha

I like em both so lets get married and call a feature

Let's do a song, Let's make a movie you can tell the story

Just play your role I call that pimpin' you can sell it for me

These hoes they bore me, catch me soaring, oh yeah I'm flying

Ok I'm lying but I'm high, on auto-pilot

My 9-5 is jugging, grinding, catch me chopping game

These fakes and lames don't understand, I'm on top of thangs

My pocket change go on Jordan's catch me copping kicks

I'm pouring up, my nigga Raw, had two pints of it, now I'm the shit

That come from hogs ass, I often haul ass, way clear like hall pass

I'm off that, your girl she's off that, and now she's on it

Catch me digging in the pussy, ho I'm reaching the gold

Like bitch can't cross the street unless she's paying a toll

Bro, I don't know, but she knows me, this bitch is nosey

But she pays me when she owes me, forreal