Yeah Ayy Listen S-N-Double-O-P, I'm a dizz-og Shit, he was talking brazy, I ain't lie, I knocked the nigga off I ain't tryna give him a chance to kill me or take the stand on me He know I just had a hundred-thousand piece saran'd on me I had a hand out, dawg, we on some shit [?] I tried to take back all the watches, rings, and the necklaces She said I'm taking full advantage 'cause I'm never stressing 'Cause I had feelings for this girl that daddy armed and restless Don't get me wrong 'cause it ain't nothing 'bout that money, nigga I meant to tell you, since a kid, I been getting my own figures I was bringing in the racks and she was steady shopping I'm talking big bills, all colors, nigga, Monolopy I ain't trippin', bitch, I'm sharper than a damn machete Super different, I even stood out on my own partners Since a kid, I been a dresser, Thousand Island I was shitting, my diamonds green, piss, port-a-potty, woah Yeah Bitch talk to me while I'm sleeping, yeah, yeah Swimming in the linen like deep-end, yeah, yeah All I never needed was a alibi, yeah, yeah I don't need a motherfucking reason, yeah Out of mind, so I keep a pizzy Everything a hundred, I don't ever leave it fifty, yeah Did my own half-time, if I was simple What the fuck you think I'm rich for? Why you think I'm always talking shit, with my hand on my dick? In the crib, this bitch turn it to a strip show It's what it is, though Yeah, yeah, it's what it is, though, yeah, whoa Leave me alone, take your ass home If it ain't another million, I ain't picking up the phone Phony motherfuckers always sittin' on a throne All I want's some pussy, baby, give a dog a bone, yeah, yeah I don't need a lot but I got a lot I don't need a lot but I got a lot, yeah Two-hundred for the whip in the parking lot Everything cuttin', turn this shit into a barbershop Swear I'm always shining, couldn't tell you if it's dark or not Just a couple things I thought about, yeah, yeah How the fuck you ever try to play me? I thought you was my love, man, I even called you baby You played me, went from my love to Slim Shady Now demonic thoughts in my head, this shit crazy Thanking God for everything I got, told him to save me Do whatever for my OGs, nigga, that's who raised me You made me blind to reality, that shit fugazi Yeah, I said that shit is so fugazi Now I'm swervin' round in this Mercedes Yeah, you can love me or you hate me He just mad 'cause that pussy nigga ain't me I'm gettin' money, I ain't gon' let that shit faze me I'm good, bro, what's up? No cap