[Intro: Jesse Pinkman & *Walter White*]

You either run from things, or you face them, Mr. White

*And what exactly does that mean*?

I learned it in rehab. It's all about accepting who you really are. I accept who I am

*And who are you?*

I'm the bad guy

[Chorus]

I get this money then I walk up out the place (out the place)

I fill my pockets tryna hop up in a rave (in a rave)

You know that I'm the shit they bumpin' anyway (anyway)

I tell these motherfuckers right up to they faces

[Verse 1]

I don't fuck with anybody, put the money on the plate

Now I can eat for hours, keep it coming all day

I done came up from the bottom, clean the dirt up off my face

Look at everyone who doubted, what the fuck you gon' say?

I've been getting played, getting laid, getting paid

I just spent a cheque, put the ice on my chain

Talking like you tough, tryna put me in the grave

Put a bullet in the face, in the face, in the face (yeah)

[Verse 2]

I just got a cheque from my show

And it's bigger than your bank

Bitch, I think I'm on a roll

Shawty tell me that she love me

Only word I say is "no"

I been fucking with the money

Now I cannot trust a soul

Everyone I know is fake

Everyone I love is dead

Gotta confiscate the celly if she getting in my bed

Everybody want a pic

Everybody want the bread

I'm just riding through the city with a target on my head

Yeah

[Verse 3]

I've been on the move

Everything I do

They screaming out for me

You won't work for you(?)

Fifty on a chain

Fifty on a shoes

I kill myself again

It's no more time for you