This is a song about "People wanna talk to me because i have money"

I have 1000 pages and people read me because i'm the smartest!

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

And now that i’m getting money

But i wanna get ya close to me

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

I sleep a lot to avoid people trying to talk

I am nothing because of the general philosophy of people trying to bring me down.i am

Crack got her crazyguess who's giving birth to a babyi don't trip or let it fade mefrom out of the fryin pan

People look at me n say thats what i wanna be,

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

But i have the balls to say it all of you dont talk

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

I flow flawlessly, without trying make your girl wanna talk to me

It's no longer a new jack city

But in my loneliness i talk to me;