This is a song about "Capital gains tax"

Wait a minute holy shit are you capital j?

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

You fake niggas like great and randy u go unnoticed like the capital of

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

Always stressed about something whether it be the tax rate

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

#paired like #analogies, i'm earning #capital, you're the #lesser #g, that's all from me

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

I'm capital grief , driving from the back of the seat,

Be that day to remember trying to chance their perception

But if you're a millionaire, fuck tax rates, a higher section,

Always stressed about something whether it be the tax rate

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Creates this so called obama-care, takin' all the tax payer's money