out all night I don't get no sleep been up for weeks starving everyday So much money to be made So I stay on the block all these problems i got no one can help me solve um I need Mr Spock or a new network what's my net worth mind your business ask me again God as my witness I'll put u up on Clarence selling that ass all day til I get my guapaly mother fucker u should know I don't play why so serious you think the life I lead is so insidious when really I'm on the block serving rock praying everyday that I don't sell to a cop or get my body rocked while all the phoneys plot trying to steal my lot if u so much as look at my cash.... crash thump now I'm rolling round town with a body in my trunk whoda think verisimilitude and I don't give a fuck you talking to me punk another body in my trunk oh fuck next time u play I'm not gonna let u live lucky I'm not in psychosis or what I thought i woulda did you got some nerve kid But I know enough to just toss u out gotcha stout standing like you ain't hear me let me say this clearly I give zero fucks even god would fear me when I'm down and out take u on another route flutter bout trash gang