But is it really cocky if you know that it's true
You cant run you cant hide , they find you and detach you
Unless you got that money sonny, best you fuckin throw down
I ain't gon chirp ya mobile phone and chase you all over town
You never leave your house no more unless you chasin.
Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion
Pink toenails tail like a beached whale
People trying to make you fail
They calling me often to offer me walls
Don't test me unless you got the balls
Unless it's with a glove you see
Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably
I spitting bars the metronome the money machine
Succeed in what you love the american dream
Because unless you die exciting, we all will live bored
Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort
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