Just to make it (23:14)

started on the streets tryna make a couple bucks(money) life of a thug niggas talking shit ha like I give two fucks it's so cold out here I ain't got no trust that shit don rust the heart was built to break I love this shit I can't hit the brakes(no way) the way she make it clap like an earthquake cooking up in the kitchen grinding so hard mhen I can't be sleeping I don't need to pretend solid as ever I can't bend(on god) that's why I've got a few friends it's me vs me not a competition I've got to do this for the tradition this is the evolution and transition all I'm about is how to fuck up some commas(ching ching) live in abundance I've got the sauce the juice and alla them substance blow the game up like I'm a bomber(boom) megatron I'm finna change like a transformer zim zimmer who's got the keys to ma muh fucking beamer(skrrrrrrrrr) I fell in love with the muller rain drop drop top thank god for loving me nonstop I need a rolli that don't tick tock(yeah) in the jungle I feel like King Kong(on god) she make it clap like ding dong(prrrrrrrr) the way I jiggy jiggy and bop you'll think I'm retarded as fuck what the fuck everyday man's on the block smoking trees bitches coming in threes dripping in givenchy(wet) as busy as a bee flows wetter than the sea(hey) you know what I mean hollup hollup I ain't done yet I'm back on my bullshit fuck how you feel about it don't get it twisted I move very doggedly exceptionally ferociously and methodically speeding up the velocity my head in a hoodie ducking the feds and your wifey knocking every and anything that stands in my way unconsciously nigga I'm going way harder each day and everyday I'm working on my pay still not bothered by what you say(nope) while the sun shine I make hay praying I don't go astray I need the money not the fame but all the same I sign my name.