im all about the money about that paper yes you call the chaser fuck wit me nigga now gotta just erase ya black and gold yes you know it as we never fold truth be told my brother its written down in stone a nigga grown yes im rapping and ryhming dont get it twisted my nigga on the block it be grinding no slipping or sliding to the top wit no whining through the life we be linning shining up never have enough just gotta trust