I'm on the grind, chasing that paper Money, bitches, fame, I'm a risk-taker Hustle hard, no time for the haters Stacking cash, living life like a player I'm in the fast lane, no time for slowing down Money on my mind, my goals are profound Bitches on my arm, they love my style Fame is the game, I go the extra mile I'm all about the cash flow, stacking up the green Living life lavish, like a king or a queen Money, bitches, fame, it's all in my reach I'm on top of the world, ain't no stopping me I'm grinding day and night, no time for sleep I'm on the mic, ready to spit some flames Flow so sick, call me the rap game's James Riding the beat at a hundred forty-six My rhymes hit hard, leaving you in a fix I'm the lyrical genius, the wordsmith, the Phix My bars are lethal, I'm here to show you tricks I paint pictures with my words, create vivid scenes My rhymes are like a drug, addicting like caffeine I'm unstoppable, like a runaway train My flow is smooth, like silk, no pain I'm the king of the mic, ruling my domain My words are like bullets, piercing through your brain I'm the master of the game, the ruler of the rap My rhymes are fire, burning through the trap I'm the one you can't touch, the one you can't fix I'm the one and only, I'm the lyrical Phix.