My bitch got a big ass, that's cool, cause I'm big headed, sky's the limit so I'm on my way where Tupac and BIG headed

Can't count on no friends my friend, so I am countin' all these benjamins, all my motherfuckin' bills is twins, can't you tell the resemblance!?

Don't say it if you don't mean it, and don't think it, if you don't feel it

I put the metaphysics in metaphors, let my soul speak, and so be it

Word is bond, I almost, ran out of all that mouth wash, from talkin' all that slick shit, the truth is all that's southpaw

The truth they left us wasn't right, i doubt that that's yo' house dog, I doubt that that's you sayin' shit, influenced by that alcohol

They flew Rap deep down south brah, and they took the time so they took they time

And then thеy, took, over the, book of rhymes in which my ancеstors, would put they lines

And flow concepts, with multi, syllable, technical, engineering sketches into

And hit it in the head over a hundred times, just to dumb it down, man, why can't it be so simple?!

We came from the battle, these niggas got a problem

Fuckin' with the client, my niggas don't rob 'em

All I'm doin' is gettin' money yeah, all I'm doin' is gettin' money yeah

We came from the battle, these bitches got a problem

Fuckin' with the client, my bitches don't rob 'em

All I'm doin' is gettin' money yeah, all I'm doin' is gettin' money yeah

My enemies pretend to, be Kennedy in a rental, they rent's due a few weeks but the timepiece presidential

Dumb and arrogant go together like Siamese fuckin' twins do, back in Germany I inspired these little Nazis like the Hindus

Liberace in his temple, city lights all in my iris

I'm blinded by these lights, bitch don't kill my Miley Cyrus

Like Kendrick, I don't play no love games, baby I'm focused

All I want is to, make the money, not spend it, maybe I'm hopeless

Ideas of my idols, just weren't as ideal as were my thoughts, that's why I am here, sharing ithoughts

Thru the earplugs of your (eye)iPods

The all seein' overseer, he is right here, by your side, dog, crystal clear he is like god, then he disappears

I god, uh

There shall only be one, and he rose in the east like the sun, and the roses that grew on the street where he from, polluted his speech and his lungs...

Fatherless sons, speaking in motherless tongues

Motherfuckers with guns, bitch better run, or forget about life, where you started it from the bottom

We came from the battle, these niggas got a problem

Fuckin' with the client, my niggas don't rob 'em

All I'm doin' is gettin' money yeah, all I'm doin' is gettin' money yeah

We came from the battle, these bitches got a problem

Fuckin' with the client, my bitches don't rob 'em

All I'm doin' is gettin' money yeah, all I'm doin' is gettin' money yeah