This is a song about "Network it"

Mark it, raise the price an charge it

Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Stack it stack it stack it up some more

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

Yeah i did it, yeah i said it

At times i like to watch out the latest shit

Stop it, drop it, because i shot it.

In these rhymes i will tell it... tell it how it was and how it ought to be

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Back up on my fly shit

And i mean it (and i mean it)

Twists it, turns it, beats it, burns it, tortures us in silence

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Practice makes perfect, rappad makes it worth it,

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit