Skinny n***a with a fat belly
I'm selling cheese straight off the blackberry
I was born broke but guaranteed i'll die rich
Wish my n*gga's in the pen could hear me on the radio
Armani'd off, like its my clothing line
They wanna see me quit one day i'll be legit
Disappear out the hood on some genie sh*t
You see the neck, i gotta keep a tech
Have a shot, make a n*gga dive, Petr Cech
If i ain't got the strally
Then the shanks on base
While these n*ggas roll around in their fake jewels
I just spent 12 hundred on some suede shoes
I expect paybacks
But i dont mean guys that owe me dough