Hook:
Money. Getting it, keeping it. Fuck flossing!
I'll keep a secret, as far as you'll know I'm broke
When I gain some chips I ain't changin' shit
Yeah my clothes are old..I'm about money
Getting it, keeping it. Fuck flossing!
I'll keep a secret, as far as you'll know I'm broke
When I gain some chips I ain't changin' shit
Yeah my clothes are old..I'm about money
Illmaculate:
...I hunt 'em down faster
than a fuckin' hound, gun 'em now, they underground rappers
It ain't jealousy, in fact; the same cat that does it for the love
is beggin' me for scratch, tellin' me he raps
But I'm simplier more clever.
You've got lazy, sitting in warm weather 'til your skin is like worn leather
You ain't pimping no more, better
Quit putting chickens before cheddar, business before pleasure
I ain't playin' that, I gotta rep the place I'm at
I'm layin' back in Portland with a faded black Blazer-cap
You a lazy ass, this ultimate hustle's like dame and dash
Take your change in cash, I'll invade your stash
Watch your safe get cracked, I'm stating facts, I'm making stacks
While your label has you break your back for table scraps
You've got a shady past, you the gangsta rapper? People hated that.
So now you've changin' back but where's your patience at?