I'm just making it clear i am MBAing this year Meaning i ain't fucking playing till you paying me this year Yeah I'm balling like I'm trying to fill a stadium chair Thats why your boy stay hotter than arabian air I'm taking it there believe it she can tell that i mean it She could tell i needed brain and gave me telekinesis Im a student of the game with an intelligent thesis So sit back sip a stella with an L of the greenest While I try to turn this 5 bills to 5 mil My skills bananas i suggest you keep your eyes peeled Popping pills till I feel as high as the sky feel Stay on like wine spills, and ima die real Know what to expect from me, mr. fantastic nothing is a stretch for me Talking out your ass you get zero respect from me So get lost while i get money
I want the stretch limousines and the french demin jeans And ill be waiting on the bench with my team and we ready to go (X 2)
Im stealing light from thesee rappers when i kill a mic Crack the dutch and throw the kush in like a pillow fight Burn till I'm feeling right sip until I'm feeling light They wanna know what I'm doing i tell em living life Fuck fame you can see me with the sticky chilling Give me a million ima probably pull a ricky williams New york city villian and I'm one of many There ain't much you can say that we haven't done already Stunting heavy with mother fuckers who working as hard as people who made it So we can meet em in person Yearning for something special ill get it and never let go Money so loud we just wanna make it echo Never sloppy i be dima when I'm chopping up the body of the beat Fraud wanted me to … I'm cozi when i bombing the ... And if hip hop is dead then I'm a zombie