It's the rookie's with the veteran status, entering homes just to look inside the medicine cabinets

Bitch I'm Jay-Z

[Tommy- Verse 1]

I wrote this verse in a funeral, Crazy ain't it?

But fuck it, Im gonna go hard until these haters see nothing

I'm gonna go hard while I'm sagging out in public

I'm gonna go hard while I'm swagging out the bus bitch

Get these bitches seasick when I hit them with the limp dick

If the whisky dick limp, I'll put my fist in a bitch

Then I'll dump a 40 ounce on her chest until she say she love that trill shit

Bitch my flow is sci-fi, Stuff it in her hair pie, Outer-space Bitch I look like I fucking lie

Bitches on my dick because I look like Bambi

Ballin with some Nasonex, Call me Marcus Camby

Posted with that Syrup, everything is fine and dandy

Wilmer Valderrama because they giving Handy Manny

Break inside your home and I'll kidnap your daughter

Ask her one question, made you watch as I shot her

Make it to your Mother's house, And I fucking slaughter

Her and your Stepdad. Granny ran, I caught her

Never got caught motherfucker I am still standing

Standing like a fat bitch at Mcdonalds ranting

Bitch I'm hot like a dog in the summer panting

That shit was corny bitch remove them purple lace panties

Pullin out the AR, Silence on the fucking tip

Three cell phones, Eating Razzle-Apple FunDip

Driving in the wrong lane, Looking like I'm sucking dick

Rhymes suck dick but my Steelo on a spaceship

Gold mouth bitch, and I look like a princess

Fuck her whole head until she say that she my mistress

Need every hour because I don't want to win less

Flow fuck your mind leave you pussies in distress

Gold on my arm and I look like a nightclub

Crip like Snoop so I'll fuck around and kill a blood

[Verse 2- TheCount]

So many people never heard my name, it's crazy ain't it?

This pen's my brush, This Game's my canvas, Now it's time to paint it

Now that I'm faded I can think about the girls I've dated, Think about the guys I've hated

Damn I'm getting tired of hatred

There's only slacks and ties inside and I'm the one who's tieless

I don't have dreams money can buy, all my dreams are priceless

All my dreams feel impossible like blowing up

Soaring above all my competition that I'm hated from

We just a couple high school kids trying to make it big

Make our name known, Toddler Gang is who I came with

Never recycled a line in my whole damn life

Only cans and bottles so I can get the money for the night

Get the money for the Right reasons. Like Pouring Up

Girl came over to talk because my wallet can't afford to fuck

My wallet can't afford much. I'm kind of broke

When will I ever learn from the songs that I've wrote

All the weed that I've toked. All the sip that I drink

All that ever did was take all the money out the bank

So I got to give it up. I got to give it up soon

Because if I don't I will be the reason for my own doom

That bottle is my own tomb, Like King Tut

I wanna dies at a young age and never feel that love

Because I've only been infatuated, since day one

I told you I was sorry for all that I've ever done

But you knew me better, You knew me better than that

You wrote me that love letter and I never wrote you back

So I'm sorry, I apologize. I'm not good enough

I never intended to come across as I don't give a fuck

Because you the one. You my only

This song turned to a love song quick, but I'm a phony

And now I'm lonely. That's what I get

I'm so sorry if I ever thought with my dick

Or I called you a bitch

You deserve better, I'm such a prick

But please don't leave me girl you're the one I want to be with