fighting over land money it's ridiculous that's like taking all the real estate and all the credit forget it the people all the care about its knowledgement me or take my time respect and I'll still make a profit smoke a damn cigarette and then without coughing I spit on the curb my lyrics from every town reserve they're going to hear it cuz I got it nice spirit when it comes to this rhyme rhythm like wind chimes I'm going to share it from hard Times too good be in the ghetto and Hood so should I I will you know I'm still going to be willing to chip in because we were here to win you'll be seeing double vision when you're spinning what a smirk on my face rug you're grinning I know where she at in