I got moon sprite, its 30 years of running
I should be with big meech and ill get so much money,
I started off finessin
And then I wash my hands
Dont nun touch it, if it aint dem bands
I prayed to messiah, told him I want it all
Put me in the game or poor behind the wall
Im living lavish, smashing on these pink toads
Mo paper than kinko, drinkin bottles and they gold
Drinking lean and its active
yeah poppin wheelies on them benches,
we throwing money on these hoes
and they aint even dancin, and its comin back white,
marilyn manson,
They yellin young futures back, and he brung good crack
Machevelli, and im filling up my belly, with pies

Vegitary, ima dog on these hoes, vetinary
Yeah I make movies tyler perry,
yo main dame thats my secretary,
but you good cuz I love money, febuary
Gotta lot of shit on my mind but cant get discouraged
Applied major pressure, you betta be woried
You boutta get your ish
Naw you gon get your issues
The preacher gonna say a scripture
Im asking for forgivness
I hear the streets calling, all the lil ghetto children
Futue all they kno, astronaut pluto
Numero uno, im comin for ya throat
Bitch I gotta have it,I you kno you waitin to taste it
And ima murder every track nigga cold case