#PerceptionIsMoney I been writing bout perspectives I bet you could tell I ain't killed nobody yet or even went jail All im doins smoking weed way up on that hill No body give a fuck because I pay the bills No matter the nature Whether it pills or dead preachers Or you that cop near the meter Or you the perp who done beat her You've got a capital pleasure All of the money to see her Go drop them bills and then meet her Then drop them panties and seed her Just like a breeder Dropping dough into my hand with a lever I've got a pipe full of splendor I'm living all of it better A sick endeavor Got me feeling like I should change this letter And tear a page from this ledger Then put your hand in this blender Digits get severed When Im feeling like I couldn't get by Without this needle and why Couldn't I just kill this guy Save your surrender I don't even have to say it I write And then these bitches come by Asking to jump and how high Then they deliver Got a mark what then? Where to start, no when? Got a heart? Fuck that, make money. Gotta get those Bens. No matter the nature Whether it pills or dead preachers Or you the cop near the meter Or you the perp who done beat her You've got a capital pleasure All of the money to see her Go drop them bills and then meet her Then drop them panties and seed her That's what its all about. Don't even need clout Just tell you what to do, and im through You deliver and I'm out. you aint killed nobody yet? nah dawg, that doesnt mean i wont. fuck em up cut em up only fuckers to try would be a joke dangling from a buidling clenchin thin rope shoot you in the dome, double tap, still walk over to slit your throat. make sure your dead and you aint coming back, they only moving you in a body bag.